Quicksand

... 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 walkings turning into quicksand I have problems and so do you Walkings turning into quicksand And i just might make it through I've gane 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 wonder i'd losean eye While waiting in line for my luck to turn Put my hand down here and wait for my skin to burn But the walkings turning into quicksand I've got problems so have do you The walkings turning into quicksand And i just might make it through I've gone the wrong way around 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 the wrong way rond then bend Is there someone to oull 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 END N