In Sickness and in Health

Keep the curtains closed
 Before the lights turn low
 Trust the contents of your plate are perfect
 I'll serve it
 With a smile
 Now I'll let a candle guide you through the gate
 With flowers
 With style
 Every Sunday I will kneel
 I will swear was for the greater good
 The bigger picture I'll reveal your words
 Your figures
 They're engraved upon my heart
 Your truth will linger like your
 When your
 When your ashes are just dust
 You might like that
 Say it again I need my shot I need to fly
 I'm stretching but I'm frightened
 Say it for me one more time
 These arms are here to hold you
 These arms are not for sale
 These arms are here to fold you
 Keep you warm
 You'll never fly away
 These arms are here to hold you
 These arms are not for sale
 These arms are here to fold you
 Keep you warm
 And never ever ever ever -