The Black Sorrows - In The Hands Of The Enemy lyrics

It's the heart of the winter And I'm alone on this bay The big tide carried you away You got carried away Did my eyes deceive me Did I really see you leave me Downstreet in the rain They're tumblin' in a row It's comin' round again The travellin' heartache show I might get through the day But the night time's still ahead of me I just can't break away I'm in the hands of the enemy No medals for bravery Just wounds that never heal And the grinding of the wheel You turn on the wheel Do my fears grow stronger Is this cold war gettin' longer Chippin' rocks to stone On this island penitentiary No chance of my own Across a sea of treachery (J. Camilleri N. Smith – Rondor Warner Chappell)