I heard they were shot Their feathers were all that remained And if they had sung, I know I would feel just the same But you, when you talk, I hang on to every word I could write it all, it's true I could sing it back to you Oh, honey, I would do anything Tonight in your arms To die in your arms How I wish I could be trapped inside a cave Like those poor boys on the news Would you come and save me too? Oh, honey, I would do anything To die in your arms Tonight in your arms To die in your arms Tonight in your arms To die in your arms To die in your arms In your arms To die in your arms