In your arms
But it’s a dream for me…
Because I’m not in your arms now
And it grieves me.
I want to share your life
And love
And your loneliness,
The side you hide
From other men,
Yet, I know exists.
I want to bury my face in your hair
Inhale
Snow on the wind,
But the longer we stay apart
I don’t know where to begin.
The moon grieves for lovers apart
Every night it peers in,
But I cannot explain my heart
Or the prison I’m in.
I want to bury my face in your hair
Inhale your mystery
But I fear we’ll die apart
With no history.
I want to live and die
In your arms
But it’s a dream for me…
Because I’m not in your arms now,
And it grieves me.