Soren

Miss your hair

I like the way you stare into my eyes

Most the time

The way you touch me is like a curse that can't be broken

But it hurts

Most the time

And if there was a place that I had to choose

Or a memory that fades that I cannot lose

If there was a place that I could call home

Before I die, you oughta know

It'd be in your arms tonight

The green in your eyes

Are like the leaves in the summer

And it changes with the weather

The pink in your cheeks

When you slightly lose your temper

Makes me love you even more

And if there was a place that I had to choose

Or a memory that fades that I cannot lose

If there was a place that I could call home

Before I die, you oughta know

It'd be in your arms tonight

It'd be in your arms tonight