A-ha - Driftwood
oh come pity me, a poor mad sailor
stranded on this love
here i lie like driftwood, honey
is this what i?ve become
i go high over, down under
at a lady?s will, under you
at a lady?s will
i?m drifting still
i?m drifting still
so i ask in fading innocence
and all my full rage
will your hands still touch me
when my face has fallen in with age
i go high over, down under
at a lady?s will, under you
high over, down under
at a lady?s will, under you
at a lady?s will
i?m drifting still
i?m drifting still
high over, down under
at a lady?s will
high over, down under
at a lady?s will
oh come pity me, a poor mad sailor
stranded on this love
here i lie like driftwood, honey
is this what i?ve become
i go high over, down under
at a lady?s will, under you
at a lady?s will
i?m drifting still
i?m drifting still
so i ask in fading innocence
and all my full rage
will your hands still touch me
when my face has fallen in with age
i go high over, down under
at a lady?s will, under you
high over, down under
at a lady?s will, under you
at a lady?s will
i?m drifting still
i?m drifting still
high over, down under
at a lady?s will
high over, down under
at a lady?s will