In your arms is where I find peace,
Your presence is my serenity,
You may not notice the beauty of your existence but I embrace it with the very last of me

You are the remembrance of my past,
Screaming at me with the most quite angst "look, look at what you can be"
I glare at you and see within,
Reminding me of who I once was,
Of who I want to become

They say that the eyes are the window to the soul but baby your eyes are the window to the place I'd always prefer to be, in your arms, where I'll always find peace