Into My Arms

I don't believe in an interventionist God I know, darling, that you do If I did I'd kneel down and ask Him Not to intervene when it came to you Not to touch a hair on your head Leave you as you are If He felt He had to direct you Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms

I don't believe in the existence of angels But looking at you I wonder if that's true If I did I'd summon them together And ask them all to watch over you So keep your candles burning Make her journey bright and pure That you'll keep returning Always and evermore

Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms

And I believe in Love And I know that you do too I believe in some kind of path That we can walk down, me and you So keep your candles burning Make her journey bright and pure That you'll keep returning Always and evermore

Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms