Album: Save Your Soul
I need a riptide flow and on your command
I need a golden page and a poets hand
I need a cold wind blowing on a summer’s day
I need love to lose and find love to stay
But walking’s turning into quicksand
I have problems and so do you
Walking’s turning into quicksand
And I just might make it through
I’ve gone the wrong way round the bend
Is there someone to pull me from the quicksand
I’ve gone the wrong way round the bend
Is there someone to pull me from the quicksand
If clouds were to fall down from the sky
Staring in wonder I’d lose an eye
While waiting in line for my luck to turn
Put my hand down here and wait for my skin to burn
But walking’s turning into quicksand
I have problems and so do you
Walking’s turning into quicksand
And I just might make it through
I’ve gone the wrong way round the bend
Is there someone to pull me from the quicksand
I’ve gone the wrong way round the bend
Is there someone to pull me from the quicksand
I’ve gone the wrong way round the bend
Is there someone to pull me from the quicksand
I’ve gone the wrong way round the bend
Is there someone to pull me from the quicksand
I’ve gone the wrong way round the bend
Is there someone to pull me from the quicksand
I’ve gone the wrong way round the bend
Is there someone to pull me from the quicksand