New Caves
Jessica Dobson
Hopped ship to San Francisco
No one's beckoned us down
We're out to sea
Drifters of the western breeze
I couldn't go it alone
No, I couldn't go it alone
I thought I might be wrong
But tell me, what do I know?
Tides come and go like a picture
Dark caves we shall adventure
We're out to sea
Drifters of the western breeze
I couldn't go it alone
No, I couldn't go it alone
I thought I might be wrong
But tell me, what do I know?
Oh, I do recall a deep sense of anguish
Trying to repair cracked decks with wreckage
And all the useless pieces
I couldn't go it alone
No, I couldn't go it alone
I thought I might be wrong
But tell me, what do I know?
I couldn't go it alone
No, I couldn't go it alone
I thought I might be wrong
But tell me, what do I know?