Lyrics

Big shade in deep water He'll look up at me I'm above, He's below I think of him as the dinner of tonight But he sees me through the sunlight My boat is to small for the rough times So I prefer hot summer days like these And when the rowing makes blisters in my hand I must think of getting myself to land And when the rowing makes blisters in my hand I must think of getting myself to land And when the sun drops down in the western horizon I put on the coat that will keep me warm If my trip home happens in the pouring rain I wish that tomorrow brings sunlight again If my trip home happens in the pouring rain I wish that tomorrow brings sunlight again And if I where one day to bring with me my worries My boat will not cope It would sink like a stone If only the lord would look at me as a friend I know that I would be safer then If only the lord would look at me as a friend I know that I would be safer then