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 relieved me of command
Could you forgive me if I lived
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