Sanoja: Patrick Watson. Wooden Arms.

I wish I'd be in your wooden arms
That'll swallow me into a thousand dreams
And held me close while wooden eyes
That weep just like a willow tree

I wish it would be in black and white

But at least I will sleep in your wooden arms tonight
In your wooden arms, in your wooden arms, in your wooden arms
In your wooden arms, in your wooden arms, in your wooden arms