My friends all love me, but they go their own way when the day is through,
so I work to exhaustion, to forget whether I may be feeling anything.
My brave face in a jar, my thoughts chase ‘round in circles after you.
Though I pass through raging rivers I call out to you, can you hear me sing?
Rescue me! Send me more than a postcard, send yourself to me.
Turn my thoughts from the past and let me be happy.
Rescue me, rescue me, rescue me.
‘Cause I know through the sorrow love can rescue tomorrow.
So rescue me, rescue me, rescue me!
I dread the blue sky; she’s so heavy when there’s not a cloud in sight.
Oppressive, open, vast, wide emptiness, just aching for a friend.
I need a cloud to put things right, to shelter me until the coming night.
One cloud breathes out the other breathes him in, she’s beautiful again.
Rescue me...
I sit in silent solitude, the solace that I seek still eludes.
One word from you could melt the wax around my heart, just like the sun.
And if I wander down that dark and dangerous road, will you call me back, will you?
And if I fall through a glass darkly, will you come find me and call me your ‘forever one?’