Where Are the Arms

Come on, boy
Hasn’t it been long enough?
When all you ever thinking of is
Where are the arms
That armed your love?
Come on, girl
In the window that you now look through
You see him grey and curled and blue
Where are the arms
That armed your love?
And come on, heart
Dress yourself in cartoon clothes
Color cut and fresh cut rose
Where are the arms
That armed your love?
So come on, boy
Light the light of narrow joy
Pick up the floor, your broken toy
Where are the arms
That armed your love?