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
Breasts 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 want to be



Credits
Writer(s): Susanne Gabriela Szabo
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