Your Arms (All the Time)

And your arms, your arms all the time

They were shaking out a carpet in the warm sunshine

They were coming from the market with a jug of wine

And your arms, your arms all the time

And your hands, your hands all the time

And the lighting of the candles for the lives gone by

And the ringing of the bell on the handle of the bike

And your hands, your hands all the time, all the time

And your legs, your legs all the time

You were running like a pony by the oceanside

There was sea salt in the bedsheets where we slept at night

And your legs, your legs all the time

And your eyes, your eyes all the time

They were shining in the darkness like the harbor lights

They were guiding me the moment that they met with mine

And your eyes, your eyes all the time, all the time

All the time

All the time