Paula Cole/Greg Phillinganes
Sometimes I'm too bold for my own good,
I go out swinging hard and fast.
This world is beating me broken.
I need a home to rest.
Too quick in the first round,
Too slow in the second,
Now I'm here in the third,
And I need your attention.
I wanna be safe in your arms,
I wanna be safe in your arms,
I wanna be safe in your arms,
Safe in our home,
Safe in our land,
Safe in our world,
Safe in your arms.
It don't matter how strong I think I am,
I always need another heart,
To bind me to the moment.
To help me see myself.
Alive in the fourth round,
Collapsed in the fi fth,
Now I'm here in the sixth,
And I need your belief.
I wanna be safe in your arms,
I wanna be safe in your arms,
I wanna be safe in your arms,
Safe in our home,
Safe in our land,
Safe in our world,
Safe in your arms.
(And everybody sings oooh...)
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