I searched high and low, trying to find
A little comfort and peace of mind
Of all the places I’ve been, I have to say
This is the one where I’d most like to stay
Tracing over all my memory
I can’t recall any place I’d rather be
So many places, so many names
So many dreams that went up in flames
I’ve thought it over and I can’t deny
Your arms feel like a nice, quiet place to die
You feel like a nice, quiet place to die
I’ll wait right here and let it all pass by
Search all you want but you’ll never see
A place that’s always trouble free
This is as good as it ever gets to be
This right here, you and me
I’ve thought it over and I won’t lie
Your arms feel like a nice, quiet place to die
You feel like a nice, quiet place to die
I’ll wait right here and watch it all pass by
A nice, quiet place to die
A nice, quiet place to die
A nice, quiet place to die
Let it all pass on by
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