Friday, September 30, 2011

traveling in your arms

feels so good, feels so right,
the love you've given to me.
misunderstood and blinded by the sight
of the woman you've come to be.
i travel in your arms, when i'm cold.
i'll travel in your arms, when i'm old.

i cannot swim, so i'm drowning fast
without the love you give to me.
i save the illusions, but time is past
that's buried under several layers of sea.
i travel in your arms, when i sleep.
i travel in your arms, when i weep.

i've been damned and i've been burned
by the love you've given to me.
it's time to go, the wheel has turned
and we kiss goodbye under the tree.
i travel in your arms, when i'm high.
i'll travel in your arms, when i die.

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