Your Arms (All the Time)

And your arms
Your arms all the time
They were shaking out a carpet in the warm sunshine
They were comin from the market with a jug of wine
And your arms
Your arms all the time

And your hands
Your hands all the time
And the lighting of the candles for the lives gone by
And the ringing of the bell on the handle of the bike
And your hands
Your hands all the time

And your legs
Your legs all the time
You were running like a pony by the oceanside
There was sea salt in the bedsheets where we slept at night
And your legs
Your legs all the time

And your eyes
Your eyes all the time
They were shining in the darkness like the harbor lights
They were guiding me the moment that they met with mine
And your our eyes
Your eyes all the time
All the time, all the time, all the time