Don't hurt me
Don't haunt me
Gather up the l*** in your soul
In your arms, in your arms
Gather up the pitiful
In your arms, in your arms
What seems impossible
In your arms, in your arms
I think I have had my fill
In your arms, in your arms
I've been told to give up the ghost into your arms
Into your arms
Don't haunt me
Gather up the l*** in your soul
In your arms, in your arms
Gather up the pitiful
In your arms, in your arms
What seems impossible
In your arms, in your arms
I think I have had my fill
In your arms, in your arms
I've been told to give up the ghost into your arms
Into your arms