I don't believe in an interventionist God But I know, darling, that you do But if I did I would kneel down and ask him Not to intervene when it came to you Not to touch a hair on your head To leave you as you are And if he felt he had to direct you Then direct you into my arms Into my arms, o lord, into my arms And I don't believe in the existence of angels But looking at you I wonder if that's true But if I did I would summon them together And ask them all to watch over you So keep your candles burning And make her journey bright and pure That she will keep returning Always and evermore Into my arms, o lord, into my arms And I believe in love And I know that you do too I believe in some kind of path That we can walk down, me and you So keep your candles burning And make her journey bright and pure That she will keep returning Always and evermore Into my arms, o lord, into my arms O lord, Into my arms, o lord, into my arms