I was afraid to love
wearing a heart that was paper thin.
Thought it’d break with each unhappy ending,
so I never let the story begin.
Stumbled as a moving target,
living my days on the run,
tripping through doorways and over possibilities,
dodging bullets in slow motion.
But here I stand
ready now to fall again
‘cause with you
is where I wanna be.
Draw your bow.
Baby, now release your arrow.
When you do
make sure I’m who you see.
Aim for Me.
Aim for Me.
The trigger of your love
shoots stronger than I’ve ever known
and with a steady hand you never fumble,
letting light into my trembling soul.
And now I’m breathing in the moment,
living my days for the fight.
I dropped my guard and lost my armor
I surrender to your smoking gun.
Here I stand
ready now to fall again
‘cause with you
is where I wanna be.
Draw your bow.
Baby, now release your arrow.
When you do
make sure I’m who you see.
Aim for Me.
Aim for Me.
Aim for Me.
Aim for Me.
Draw your bow.
Baby, now release your arrow.
When you do,
make sure you aim for me.
