The Arms کے بول

In the morning it is still I think of them so that we both can breathe again Fear is waking up endlessly in a bad dream Thinking of our family There's no color on the floor I must forget so that we both can sleep again So I jump into the ocean just like a baby I wake up new again How did it go? When they pushed you from home? Pushed you from home, oh And out of the arms In the morning I can't hear What you said inside my ears, dear In my memories, fear wasn't just a dream Thinking of our family How did it go? When they pushed you from home? Pushed you from home, oh And out of the arms Out of the arms Out of the arms Out of the arms Out of the arms