It seems like every story told about us isn't meant to be We fly on wings of gold all the way back home to me But what I'm thinking of just this time Why don't you lay your head down in my arms, in my arms Lay your head down in my arms, in my arms You know my love this was no dream of mine But the way you ride those waves makes me want to follow you blind And what I'm thinking of just this time Why don't you lay your head down in my arms, in my arms. Lay your head down in my arms. Lay your head down in my arms, in my arms Lay your head down, in my arms.