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Big shade in deep waterHe'll look up at meI'm above, He's belowI think of him as the dinner of tonightBut he sees me through the sunlightMy boat is to small for the rough timesSo I prefer hot summer days like theseAnd when the rowing makes blisters in my handI must think of getting myself to landAnd when the rowing makes blisters in my handI must think of getting myself to landAnd when the sun drops down in the western horizonI put on the coat that will keep me warmIf my trip home happens in the pouring rainI wish that tomorrow brings sunlight againIf my trip home happens in the pouring rainI wish that tomorrow brings sunlight againAnd if I where one day to bring with me my worriesMy boat will not cope It would sink like a stoneIf only the lord would look at me as a friendI know that I would be safer thenIf only the lord would look at me as a friendI know that I would be safer then Aus Songtexte Mania