In Your Arms...

Sometimes I wish it would rain forever
     so I could build an ark...
Sometimes I wouldn't mind it
    if the World had a brand new start
Wouldn't need a car,
    wouldn't be a place to park
    and planes would not fall from the sky...

In your arms, sweet Jesus,
    we will be set free...
In your arms, sweet Jesus,
    Lord, is there another way?
In your arms, sweet Jesus,
    we will be set free...
Lord, is there another way?

Wish I could go wearing bearskin
    and trample through the woods,
    living off the grasshoppers
    but that wouldn't do any good...
Never been one to set examples,.
    even if I could,
    but, man, what I way to go...
In your arms, sweet Jesus,
    we will be set free...
In your arms, sweet Jesus,
    Lord, is there another way?
In your arms, sweet Jesus,
    we will be set free...
Lord, is there another way?

Can you imagine dying on the cross?...
What a way to treat your son,
     but it's not just his cross to bear,
     it belongs to everyone...
Could it be that God's so cruel,
     or is it he's just dumb,
     deaf and blind
     like all of us...
In your arms, sweet Jesus,
    we will be set free...
In your arms, sweet Jesus,
    Lord, is there another way?
In your arms, sweet Jesus,
    we will be set free...
Lord, is there another way?
        circa 1979