Yes, I'd come in out of the pain
if I only had an ounce of sense
plugged up the leak in the dyke
And Noah built an ark, we hear
That any old port in the storm will do
When the weather gets severe
I'm standing in your void of love
And the tears aren't about to commence
Yes, I'd come in out of the pain
if I only had an ounce of sense.
If only I had an ounce of sense
I'd come in out of the pain,
not stay in your raging sea of love,
just waiting for the calm again.
When the heartache came my way,
I'd wait for the all -clear sign.
If I only had an ounce of sense
in this lovesick heart of mine.
plugged up the leak in the dyke,
and Noah built an ark we hear.
Any old port in the storm will do
when the weather gets severe
I'm standing in your void of love
and the tears are about to commence
Yes, I'd come in out of the pain
if I only had an ounce of sense