My home is in your arms

The ancient are calling me home,
for I’m a breeze in the wind,
wherever the sea may roam.
My home is in your arms.

Free is a dream to be,
forgone are the days of pain,
the music in the heart is free.
My home is in your arms.

The waves brush upon the shore.
these were the days that are lost,
where we find ourselves in a mystic lore.
My home is in your arms.

I’m on a journey far, far away.
Long is the path where I lay to rest,
in such a blissful day.
My home is in your arms.

Memories have come to my mind,
of days in peace and silence,
only my trail is left behind.
My home is in your arms.

I look up to the sky,
and see the stars glow,
and the crescent moon way up high.
My home is in your arms.

Our hearts shan’t ever break.
A secret dance lives on,
in an everlasting wake.
My home is in your arms.

The ground trembles at birth.
The birth of an ancient time,
that we call our mother-earth.
My home is in your arms.

I seek the profound soul.
The stones give me the answer,
I hear the trees call.
My home is in your arms.

This journey leads me to all old places,
and the sky falls upon me,
seeing so many different faces.
My home is in your arms.

The storm hovers in me for eternity,
the dream leaves my mind,
the sun sets in over the sea.
My home is in your arms.

Turning to the sky of thought,
I don’t know the answer of time,
in that muse I’m caught.
My home is in your arms.

Call to me my love,
the eyes of many stars stare,
from fields down and above.
My home is in your arms.

I long to be in a distant land,
where the hills shine down on me,
and touch the fertile hand.
My home is in your arms.

With you I long to be,
my mind belongs there,
in your heart so free.
My home is in your arms.

My wandering soul has come to rest,
your heart is such a wish.
We lay against the gentle sea’s chest.
My home is in your arms.