Everloving Arms

From the dead

these hopes that hanging by a thread

now raise me from the ropes instead

to your loving arms

Fifteen strong

the cut-throat choir sing this song

but I don't hear no :'I belong'

to your loving arms

Somewhere there's a dream for me

winding down round the back roles listen to the trees

cross the tracks to your ever loving arms

In my stride

I'll cross valleys far and wide

traced the rivers through a turning tide

to your loving arms

Somewhere there's a dream for me

skipping across the roof tops on a summer breeze

cross the tracks to your ever loving arms

I belong to your ever loving arms