His Arms
Like in a summer sunrise, I feel the warmth
His arms around me, I can't pull away
Although I know these feelings won't last
I lie quietly and listen to what my heart may say
Will it give rationality to my actions and
tell me to hold on as long as I can?
Or will it break in a realization of
his true and ultimate plan?
A chill of sorrow will run through
as he slowly pulls away from me
I turn my head as I feel the tears,
the tears I desperately don't want him to see
But he knows, he senses my pain
without seeing it fall from my eyes
His arms return to hold me tight,
I turn my head now and watch as he cries
People may tell me this is doing nothing
but causing me heartache
You see, they don't have to listen to my
heart, when I'm in His Arms