In Your Arms
Lyric Poetry
Old Catalog
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4 min
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