Hazel O'Connor Sitting on the sunny shoreline, see some driftwood come to rest worn out by the tides, born up by its endless rides never free, just a bit like me. I've been that piece of wood I've been tossed about Upon the ocean of illusion, confusion. Bitter and twisted like waves lashing out at the rock. Well I now know I just gotta find that shore line oh yeah, that little peace of mind and let the sun shine on me I swam the sea of pa**ion, jealousy and pain, ignorance pretends to drown, grabs for your hands again, drags you down again. Yeah, but my soul cries out just to break those chains, Well listen you who've travelled all these jungles concrete and the other kind, you know there's more you got your own key the door, go on open it open it up Well I now know I just gotta find that shore line oh yeah, that little peace of mind and let the sun shine on me Been a long time from my home and I want to get back there, but most of my memories got washed away with the tide a friend waits for me at the edge of the sea my soul is your lover I cry Oh beloved wipe away these tears from my eyes of my illusion, my confusion. Brittle and twisted like waves lashing out at the rock Well I now know I just gotta find that shore line oh yeah, that little peace of mind and let the sun shine on me...