When I got close enough
To smell your hair
And comprehend the freedom there
It was too late to wonder why
There is home when we speak
In your arms there is peace
In my dreams
You alone

Good Friday when you took my hand
And relieve me of command
Could you forgive me
If I live in the home where we speak
In your arms where there is peace
In my dreams
You alone

You say that you’ll never have me
You say that you want to stay free
But there is home when we speak
In your arms there is peace
And in my dreams
You alone