Lyrics Give Me Comfort - Liz Lawrence

Give me comfort
Keep me safe and sound
I never met your mother
But I know she'd be proud

We were walking down the old canal
We were so young and foolish
But no better now

And all these senses
And all these scenes
I find it hard to read your quiet eyes

All that's left goes floating in between
I find it hard to sleep between those lies
Those lies

Shadows biting at my skirt (?)
I've got a loose connection like a scratched filled ring

And some are searching for the love they lost
Oh, they're just desperate wanderers with a lonely soul

And all these senses
And all these scenes
I find it hard to read your quiet eyes

All that's left goes floating in between
I find it hard to sleep between those lies
Those lies

"It's a funny old world
Oh, what a funny old world"
You say