Saloman hung down her head

Laid bare her heart for the world to see

She craved for intimacy

Through the darkened doors

Her aspect veiled with indecision

Gazed out to sea

She craved lucidity

Cast adrift from past relationships in her life

Hoisted up the ideal

This was her saving grace

Sea's of rage

That once assailed her concern for the truth

Had past her by

And left her high and dry

In her saviors arms

In her saviors arms

In her saviors arms

Across the sea lies the fountain of renewal

Where you will see

The whole cause of your loneliness

Can be measured in dreams

That transcend all these lies

and I wish and I pray

That there may come a day for a saviors arms

for a saviors arms

for a saviors arms

for a saviors arms