Like The Wings Stolen From An Angel
Like Pettles Gone 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 Wrong

Tonight He Would Be In The Lord's Arms
Tonight He Is In The Lord's Arms

So I Drink This Wine To Him
With Each Glass, A 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