I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did, I would kneel down and ask him
Not to intervene when it came to you
But I know, darling, that you do
Not to touch your hair and your head
To leave you as you are
Felt he had to direct, direct you into my arms
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh 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 would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for me
To make bright and clear your paths
To walk like Christ and grace and love
And guide you into my arms
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms
But I believe in love
Into my arms, oh Lord
Mmm
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 she'll keep returning, always and evermore
Into my arms, oh Lord, into my arms
Into my arms, oh Lord, into my arms
Into my arms, oh Lord, into my arms
Oh, Lord, into my arms
Oh, Lord
Into my arms
To my house