WARKWORTH PENITENTIARY

well it's convicting when you write to me
out of Warkworth Penitentiary
and what can i say to make that right?

well you tell me of the things you miss
of a motorbike and your mother's kiss
and the water when you're swimming free
'cause when you're swimming and you're praying
then you're really free

well do you ask for forgiveness?
or do you close your eyes and leave this all behind?
it's too deep
and that's too wide
don't be swimming alone in that tide
don't be swimming alone in that tide
or is it Jordan this time?
the promised side

i know gasoline isn't motor oil
i never went bad but you could say i'm spoiled
so who am i now to look at you?

and when a storm blows up there's them that float
and some that don't have faith to leave the boat
so will you sink now drown and choke?
or will you walk upon the water and live in hope?

and do you ask for forgiveness?
or do you close your eyes and leave this all behind?
it's too deep
and that's too wide
don't be swimming alone in that tide
don't be swimming alone in that tide
or is it Jordan this time?
the promised side

so tomorrow when your letter comes
it's still fourteen months 'til you get home
and what can i say to make that right?
what can i say to make this right?