Sacred
Arms are open wide
I'll give you everything you need
Your soul a place to hide
Tell me that you'll let me in
Tell me I can stay
Tell me I can be with you
I'll never go away
Tell me what you wanna do
Baby take your time
Love is all you have to do
I'll give you some of mine
Lonely lover I can see it in your eyes
No, you'll never
Find another love like mine
Cover you with promises
Every one I'll keep
Always watching over you
Even in your sleep
Tell me I can stay with you
Tell me I can stay
I will never leave yo
We Were Three
The old lady on the park bench
In the park with just one tree
Was there from the very first day
That you were part of me
It seemed like she'd been sitting there
Since 1000 B.C.
And you said, "She is as permanent
As anything can be."
>From that first day
We were three
The old lady and you and me
You sat there in the window
You were looking 'cross the street
You said, "The birds and the old lady
Yet the same bread crumbs they eat."
I could not get you back to bed
'Till you took them both a treat
And I learned that you were twice as stubborn
As you could be sweet
>From that first day
We were three
The old lady and you and me
Do you remember that summer rain storm
On the day that you moved in
I was caught in the excitement
Of what was to begin
Well, you disappeared for a little while
And when I asked you where you'd been
You said you'd lent the old lady my new umbrella
Then you gave me that wicked grin
>From that first day
We were three
The old lady and you and me
Yes on March 21st the first day of Spring
The old lady would be there
Spend all the days of summer
Then she'd disappear somewhere
Where she spent her falls and her winters, babe
No one was aware
But you were the first to wonder
Yeah, you were the first to care
It was three years we were together
The old lady held that spot
Through the nights when life was wonderful
Through the days when it was not
And the times we were in trouble
In a way we sometimes got
Just knowing that she was out there
Meant we gave it just one more shot
>From that first day
We were three
The old lady and you and me
Well it's March 21st the first day of Spring
And you know what I had to do
I got up and I ran to the window
To confirm what I already knew
I wish I had your address
To send this letter to
You see the old lady's not on the park bench
And I'm still wondering where are you
Where are you
Where are you