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| In Your Arms Tonight |
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| Eighth Scroll Publishing |
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| Johnthan Cross |
| Take me in your arms tonight Let me sleep by candlelight For the pain that I've endured Just say it'll be alright My heart feels like it has been Torn in twain and then again Let me know your touch is pure And I'm forgiven of my sin It doesn't feel like I should be Thrown away and trampled free I thought I had done my best But you said that it was me |