Somewhere
Hard to say, at break of day.
Make amends, in some old fashioned way.
No distance left for us to run.
Regrets unsaid, remain for everyone.
I'm in the atmosphere,
No life to live or fear,
Don't wish for any place to be.
Kissed by the midday sun,
Cool water's left to run,
Somewhere, the river meets the sea.
Turn around and hesitate.
I remain in memory, refuse to fade.
You catch me in between the pain.
I'll soothe your mind, then leave again.
Writer/s: Glen Wisbey / Ross Carter
