My Arms Stay Open Late The baby cries I could almost die from lonesome The late shows gone and the coffee’s on think I’ll read some Somewhere out there my love you share and your thoughts are far from home But when the lights on Broadway go off and every honky-tonk is closed up My arms stay open late so you’ll come home What you do is wrong but my love stays strong for you I don’t think I’ll change a thing at all I might lose you Though it’s almost dawn and you’re still not home I’ll wait here patiently The lights to my love never go off and the door to my heart don’t close up My arms stay open late so you’ll come home My arms stay open late so you’ll come home by: José Duarte