i am at ease in the arms of a woman although now most of my days i spend alone a thousand miles from the place i was born but when she wakes me she takes me back home now most days i spend like a child who s afraid of ghosts in my mind i know there ain t nothing out there i m still afraid to turn on the lights i am at ease in the arms of a woman although now most of my days a i spend alone a thousand miles the place i was born when she wakes me she takes me back home a thousand miles the place i was born when she wakes me she takes me back home i am at ease in the arms of a woman although now most of my days i spend alone a thousand miles from the place i was born when she wakes me she takes me ya when she wakes me she takes me back home when she wakes me she takes me back home