Days In My Arms

Walking around in your dreams

Talking about tomorrow

When we doze off, look around, fall asleep

Those are the days in my arms

Spending my days in the week

When will it all be over

Ways of the world, is it all fantasy

Those are the days in my eyes

I can tell by the way you were looking at me

Finding a way to be free

So this is the way it's gonna be

Keep on explaining endlessly

I don't think it should be funny

So why would I try to keep on smiling

Do you have an idea of what you did

Lighting a flame inside of me

Finding our way under the sheets

I do like the way you look at me