I think you might like her better
She is the voice of calm
Right at the centre
Baby balm
Oh I am drifting just the same
I can't sleep again only myself to blame
Oh I am drifting just the same
I'm in deep but she's my shore
I'm in deep but I am sure
In those wee small hours I'm adrift
In the darkest places she exists
In those wee small hours I'm adrift
But still she persists
Oh I am drifting just the same
I can't sleep again only myself to blame
Oh I am drifting just the same
I'm in deep but she's my shore
I'm in deep but I am sure
