All caught up in the rhythm of things   Waiting for a significant sign   My drunk mouth leaves logic behind   These unthinking hands don't know wrong from right      When things are this clear   I can see at night just like daylight   And I'm a day time dreamer    With not a modest bone in my lovin' arms   They can push and pull   That's thing about arms      I know your white lies and your acorn eyes   I gotta part with my helpless heart   Putting you behind in the back of my mind   Could be more easy than I ever thought      And you're so wrapped up in your own good time   And I'm done wasting mine   And I'm a day time dreamer    With not a modest bone in my lovin' arms   They can push and pull   That's the thing about arms      Well luck's on my side   And I can see the light and it's in plain sight   And I'm the night time's orphan   With not a thing to show for it