My Arms

Cigarettes

On the ground

They would say

"Hold it down"

But your fantasy

Now runs in all directions

Without rest

And I'm the only reason

When you'll come

You'll return

Stamping your steps on the floor

After days of phantom love

And with a sneer

You will show: "oh, this is what you have lost"

I'll welcome your vengeance in

My arms (x 4)

On the bed

Your unsent letters

It drives you mad

All this silence

Water drips

from the tap and down your cheeks

your fantasy goes fast

it takes you higher

You will knock on my door

With all the anger that you'll want

With a picture in your hand

With pain or with no pain?

With a grimace on your face

To show me what I've lost

And I'll hold you in my arms

And I'll hold your vengeance in

My arms

Cigarettes

On the ground

They would say

"Hold it down"