In my arm oh my like shes all mine

Till I invade her dreams

Cause time moves fast as it seem

Guess we blur the line between lovers and friends

Where does it start where does it end

Situations like this really end so well

I cant focus on the future now

Too lost in your smile now

Maybe is the cure for all our craze

Opening doors to better days

Going through a night of love

Staring at the clocks or at the door

Wondering when well share some time again

Hope it is tonight

Going through a night of love and joy

Staring at the clocks or at the door

Waiting to share again

Laying here wondering will she call

Just so will help these my love control

Somewhere she stare with innocent eyes

Down at me between her thoughts

Still smell her perfume while laying there

Must the clock be so

As I wait for her to appear

If not in my arms at least in my dreams

By any means I need their scene

Going through a night of love

Staring at the clocks or at the door

Wondering when well share some time again

Hope it is tonight

Going through a night of love and joy

Staring at the clocks or at the door

Waiting to share again

Was that the doorbell No

Maybe I share my phone again

I mean sometimes it does not even ring at all

She didnt call

Leave me a message

Anyway you got me waken out form a dream I just had

About having a dream about you having a dream about me

Safe to say Im

Trying to pick the locks

Ive been Facebook God

He say is a space looking but he say he got too much cleaning

Im a Ill do the master all night

Ill be listening to Prince Rogers remixes and playing faster and faster

Trying to read your mind but I guess Im too sick to learn

And piano key theyve become my

And you play em so good till they burn

Touch your fingers too much

But Im stubborn so I so Im back on stage for

But when a man in pain showers

I was born the minute I kissed you but I died an hour

Your face still lingers is too much

Your eyes open like gates to Heaven

Like when my words need

But the longer you awake I need you more like etcetera and

Baby Im trying to get where I fit in Im trying to be the part to your

So Im waiting to be brought back by your

The liens to my palms are too young to be that strong

But if I dont taste you soon Im done