In this cold world no matter where I go
the crowds, they're all the same.
To them I'm just a pebble in the sand,
a face without a name.
Nobody gives a hang for what I say or do
But you, and in the shelter of your arms
I find peace and comfort and care
For I am wanted there.
In this cold world, you struggle to survive
and sometimes, you can fall.
You'd think someone would lend a helpin hand
they'd sooner see you crawl.
But just when life itself seems more than I can bare...
You're there and in the shelter of your arms
I find strength and comfort with care.
For I am wanted there.
Just give me one good reason
to go on living. To keep on trying
For what.?.I ask you for what?
If not for you and all your love, to see me through.
But just when life itself seems more than
I can bare
You're there and in the shelter of your arms I find
strength and safety in them, I rise and start again.
words and music by J. Samuels
