Ride on a big jet plane
Cryin' into your sleeves
Cos you miss those lovin arms

A lullaby keeps on playing
And you're thinking its a dream
Cos you miss those lovin arms

And you got a good mind to pray
Say It's all part of his plan
But what if he has got slippery hands

Well it's a sad face you're wearing
Like a burned out sun
Cos you miss those lovin arms

Do you think a grown man will care,
about his bootlace undone?
You just miss those lovin arms

Yeah, you miss those lovin arms

And you got a good mind to pray
Say It's all part of his plan
But what if he has got slippery hands?

Well God damn, you're a boy, not a man
When you miss those lovin arms

Well someday, when you're up there flying
And you miss those lovin arms
It isn't so far away, that sweet lullaby,
When you miss those lovin arms