Both Palms Out

I love you for the reason that you are
You're just the one to leave contracture scars
(Out of your cells)
Your ride is only waiting in the car
So if you throw for me, I’m both palms out

Unending like the wave across the stands
Took half a day for me to understand
(Out of myself)
One final call for me to lend a hand

Won't you throw for me
With you comfortably