These arms of mine, they are lonely
Lonely and feeling blue
These arms of mine, they are yearning
Yearning from wanting you
And if you . . . would let them . . . hold . . . you
Oh, how grateful I will be
These arms of mine, they are burning
Burning from wanting you
These arms of mine, they are longing
Longing to hold you
CHORUS
Come home, baby, just be my woman, just be my lovin'
Oh, I need somebody to treat me right
Oh, I need two lovin' arms to hold me tight
And I need your tender lips to hold me, oh hold me tight