Make your way into my arms, my dear,
and I promise you’ll have nothing to fear.
You’ve grown tired and weary of sweet promises,
but in me you can find peace.
For I won’t waste the love you’ve given me,
but plant it in my heart and let it bloom.
Until it has grown proud and beautiful
and its roots entwine our hearts as one.
And under its shade we’ll lie peacefully,
and dream of better days
with arms around each other.