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Where can I go where your love won’t find me?

Where can I begin to even think of dwelling where you are not there?

You have me, you hold me, you know me - intimately, deeply, passionately.

So, why would I draw from any other source but you? Why would I try and find a place to retreat other than your dwelling place?

Your arms are my home, my safety, my refuge.

Your arms are my home, my safety, refuge.

You arms are my home, safety, refuge.

You arms are home, safety, refuge.

You are home, safety, refuge.

You are home, safety.

You are home.

Are home.

Home.