Quicksand
Hold on 'til I reach you
Hang in – I'm running to free youAll alone in the wilderness
Craving for a sweet caress
Love appears in a cool mirage
A fatal trap under camouflageIt's like quicksand
They all tried to warn you
Old ways are too easy to fall intoYou broke away from my caravan
You didn't trust the camel man
You wanted space so you took it all
Now who's around here to see you fallInto quicksand
I ain't trying to blame you
Call me – now don't be ashamed toI'm alone in the dead of night
Dreaming of Turkish delight
An empty bed is a barren land
It drinks the tears up like burning sandI only pray that I ain't too late
There's something left to extricate
Just relax, don't give in to fear
If you struggle you will disappearUnder quicksand
Hold on 'til I reach you
Hang in – I'm running to free youQuicksand
I'm searching for traces
Come home to my cool oasisIt's like quicksand…
Composição: David Faulkner.
