In Your Arms

In Your Arms

The room was cold, the walls were wet

Mold was above our heads

The room was small, we couldn't move

You were sick and cried

The single bed, the thoughts we shared

With the Spanish girl next door

Cause the walls between the rooms were paper

In your arms, in your arms, I'll be

And on your chest, I put my head to sleep

Then I went home to Germany

To spend some time with my family

You picked me up and took me to a hotel

'Be with me, let's start a life,

I know how I'd like to name my child'

In your arms, in your arms, I'll be

And on your chest, I put my head to sleep

Breats to chest, you're loving me

And I already know

I'm in love with you, with you, with you, with you

Oh, oh yes

In your arms, in your arms, I'll be

© Lila Tace

Written, performed & produced by Lila Tace