Like the wingsstolen from an angel
Like petals that go from a rose
Like a dove caught in a storm
Tonight he`s in the Lord`s Arms
The wind it blew straight through us
And whispered to me in tongues
I was told I was born
Tonight you`ll be in the Lord`s Arms
Tonight he`s in the Lord`s Arms
So I drink this wine to him
With each glass of memory
He left with his crown of thornes
Tonight he`s in the Lord`s Arms
Tonight he`s in the Lord`s Arms
Tonight he`s in the Lord`s Arms
