Clean Me

Collect me from the side of a mountain
Twisted limbs, earth and skin, barely breathing
I’m holding on for some reason
A fear to find something different
I cling to pride from the side of a mountain

If I could dive deep under your water, would you let me or would you turn me away?
Pull me under, clean me the way I know your love could

A fear to start life apart from this cliffside
I’m venturing downwardly, a mental struggle
And through the leaves I can see to your river
So lively, nourishing, filled with colour

If I could dive deep under your water would you let me or would you turn me away?
Pull me under, clean me the way I know your love could

If I could dive deep under your water would you let me or would you turn me away?
Pull me under, clean me the way I know your love could

(Deep-deep dive-ive
Und-der-er-er
Let-me-let-me
Deep-deep-deep
Turn me away-way-way)

If I could dive deep under your water would you let me or would you turn me away?
Pull me under, clean me the way I know your love could

If I could dive deep under your water would you let me or would you turn me away?
Pull me under, clean me the way I know your love could