I don't believe in a interventionist God. But i know darling that you do. But if i did would kneel down and ask him. Not to intervene when it came to you Not to touch a hair on your head. To leave as you are And if He felt He had to direct you Then direct you into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord
And I don't believe in the existence of angels But looking at you I wonder if that's true But if I would summon them together And ask them to watch over you To each burn a candle your path And to walk, like Christ, in grace in love And guide you into may arms
Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord
But I believe in love And I know that you do too And I believe in some kind of path That we can walk down, me and you So keep your candles burning Make a journey bright and pure That she'll keep returning Always and evermore
Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord Into my arms, O Lord