HAND ACROSS THE WATER
Words and music by Judith Owen
Well we all have those terrible days,
When you can't seem to make it out your own front door,
And life seems to get in your way
And is it any wonder, that sometimes,
It's easier to hide under the covers.
So when somebody calls you
And they say they understand...
It's like a hand across the water
A hand across the water
Sister, brother, father, mother
You. turn me around
And we all have those terrible times
When you want something so bad, your insides ache
And you try to eat your breakfast, but there's tears on the flakes
And is it any wonder, that sometimes,
It's easier to cry than to recover
So when somebody calls you
And they say you're not alone...
It's like a hand across the water
A hand across the water
Sister, brother, father, mother
You. turn me around
And we all have those terrible days,
When you try to be strong, but you're shaking inside
And you try to be a grown-up, but you feel more.
You feel more like a motherless child
So when somebody calls you
And they say they understand...
It's like a hand across the water
A hand across the water
Sister, brother, father, mother
You. turn me around
