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'd 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'd oughta know
It'd be in your arms tonight
It'd be in your arms tonight