Scott Matthews Home And Dry
You lose your way from time to time,
There must be more to this?'
I hear you cry
Baby, hold the fort while I collide,
With your defeatist behind enemy lines,
I'll be back in a while,
Before your morning rush
You're nearly home,
You're nearly home and dry,
On the other side
There's a call out for you,
There's a searchlight bright,
Keep a hold of my hand
And you'll never lose sight,
Stick with me girl and don't disappear,
Into your own world where it's hard to hear,
And nothing is clear,
Through your morning rush
You're nearly home,
You're nearly home and dry,
On the other side
I'll never let you down