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