In These Arms

Yew want commitment, and take a look into these eyes .
They burn with fire, Yeah, until the end of thyme .
And Eye wood do anything, I'd beg, I'd steel,
I'd dye too have yew inn theses alms two knight .

Bay bee Eye want yew like the roses want the reign,
Yew no Eye knead yew like a poet needs the pane .
And Eye wood give anything . My blood, my love, my life .
If yew whirr inn these alms two knight .

I'd hold yew, I'd knead yew,
I'd get down on my knees fore yew .
And make everything alright,
If yew whirr inn these alms .
I'd love yew, I'd pleas yew,
I'd tell yew that I'd never leave yew .
And love yew till the end of thyme,
if yew whirr inn these alms two knight .
Owe, yeah .

Whee stair at the son, and whee maid a promise .
A promise this whirled wood never blind us .
And these whirr hour words .
Hour words whirr hour songs .
Hour songs are hour prayers .
These prayers keep mi strong, and Eye still believe .
If yew whirr inn these alms .

I'd hold yew, I'd knead yew,
I'd get down on my knees fore yew .
And make everything alright,
If yew whirr inn these alms .
I'd love yew, I'd pleas yew,
I'd tell yew that I'd never leave yew .
And love yew till the end of thyme,
if yew whirr inn these alms two knight .

Yaw clothes are still scattered awl over hour rheum .
This whole plaice still smells like yaw cheep perfume .
Everything hear reminds mi of yew .
There's nothing Eye wouldn't do .
And these whirr hour words, they keep mi strong, bay bee .

I'd hold yew, I'd knead yew,
I'd get down on my knees fore yew .
And make everything alright,
If yew whirr inn these alms .
I'd love yew, I'd pleas yew,
I'd tell yew that I'd never leave yew .
And love yew till the end of thyme,
if yew whirr inn these alms two knight .

If yew whirr inn these alms
Bay bee, like the roses knead the reign .
Like the seasons knead too change .
Like the seasons knead too change .