Shelter Me

You said you wanted to hold me.
Well, open your arms.
You said you wanted to woo me.
Well, use your charms.
You said you wanted to marry me.
Well, meet me down the aisle.
You said you wanted to live with me.
Well, sit back for awhile.
You said you wanted to protect me.
Well, shelter me with care.
You said you’ll always need me.
Well, I’ll always be there.

9-24-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)