'd rather be Than in Your arms of love, in Your arms of love Holding me still, holding me near in Your arms of love I sing a simple song of love To my
own. There's no place I'd rather be than In Your arms of love, In Your arms of love. Holding me still, holding me near, In Your arms of love.
Překlad: Kutless. Zbraně Of Love.
Your own. There's no place I'd rather be than In Your arms of love, In Your arms of love. Holding me still, holding me near, In Your arms of love.
'Cause there's no place I'd rather be CHORUS: Than in Your arms of love In Your arms of love Holding me still Holding me near In Your arms of love
