in your arms, forever free

Asked where I want to be
Simple answer, forever free
Then asked, what do I mean
Well simple, don’t you see

An ephemeral flee 
Is not perpetual glee
For to reach perpetual glee
You must fall in love, naturally sweet

​So where do I want to be
Inside your arms, 360 degrees
My future in you my queen bee
Just us, just you and me.