In Your Arms

I never thought that I'd get rescued, by an angel on a mission of mercy. |I'm the one crying out to be saved, sometimes for the pain...|cuz everytime love came I turned the other way...silence is my slave...|so as a dreamer I take all the blame, |given myself all to one sweet vision just to whisper: calling in your arms back home.|Now I'm know its dangerous this troubling devotion, |I'm such a stranger to this emotion...|I can have you without having you near...|I can feel you when you disappear...|Now romance isn't just a hold on the night..its deeper, |darker than the darkside of the moon, |when your heavenly arms hold me strong, |everything feels like its bathed in light and whispering....|calling in your arms back home.||