There is safety in the firing line There is black ice on the road I'm sleepless in the nighttime hours Oh a boat breached out at the stones We lost the light of the morning star And we wonder where's the way The hoard is gathered in fervour now They all shout words they can't say Darling don't you worry about the crowd Cos they'll tear at their tongues, oh quiet them down Darling if you're leaving, don't leave me loud Darling if i'm losing again, quiet me down Cos I'll have plenty of time, to think about it I have plenty of time, to think about it There's safety in the firing line There's black ice in the road There's a thorn in each and every side And the White dress already sold But darling don't you worry, about the crowd Cos they'll tear at their tongues, oh quiet them down Darling if you're leaving, don't leave me out Darling if I'm losing again, quiet me down And I have plenty of time, to think about it I have plenty of time, to think about it And you, I won't let you down And you, I won't let you down And you, I won't let you down And you....
