Woorden: Matt Costa. These Arms.

With an upwind facing starboard
I was unsure of where to go
And the salt burns my skin
And your eyes were cold as the ocean

This is our day today
Won't you find the way back to these arms?

And we're bound for where we started
With a down wind course through the harbor
At sunset I was sorry that this was our day today
This is our day today

Why can't you find the way
Won't you find the way back to these arms?
This is our day today
Won't you find the way back to these arms?

Are we bound for where we started
'Cause the start is where we're bound to end up
The start is where we're bound
And we're bound to end up where the start's at

And when twilight turned darkness
I was unsure of where to go
And the salt burns my skin
And your eyes were cold as the ocean

This is our day today
Won't you find the way back to these arms?
Why can't you find the way
Won't you find the way back?

This is our day today
Won't you find the way back, find the way back, find the way back
Find the way back, find the way back, find the way back