A-Ha - Driftwood Lyrics
Oh come pity me, a poor mad sailorStranded on this loveHere I lie like driftwood, honeyIs this what i? ve becomeI go high over, down underAt a lady? s will, under youAt a lady? s willI? m drifting stillI? m drifting stillSo I ask in fading innocenceAnd all my full rageWill your hands still touch meWhen my face has fallen in with ageI go high over, down underAt a lady? s will, under youHigh over, down underAt a lady? s will, under youAt a lady? s willI? m drifting stillI? m drifting stillHigh over, down underAt a lady? s willHigh over, down underAt a lady? s will