Lighthouse Keeper

Lighthouse Keeper
Stay clear of my sounds
Their calling you down
If we leave our possessions and confessions
We can make it babe
What's the problem is there too much to talk about?
Or not enough?
Lately I can't tell bring me down show me how to help you
I need direction
I need trust and space
Blue skies and less faces babe baby less faces
The fox he creeps
Slowly following you around you should leave
But the attention is holding you
Doesn't sound like you want him
It sounds like he needs you, damn