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
Oh, not to touch your hair on your head
Leave you as you are
If He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms (into my arms)
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms (into my arms)

And 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
But to each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guidе you into my arms

Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms (into my arms)
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms, oh Lord
Into my arms (into my arms)