Instant Comfort

I was to you a very good idea

Instant comfort carved into a hill

I was to you a very good idea

A source of an ordinary life

Virgin mother, instant comfort

A short ride when it gets high

Safe from the flood, safe in some arms

And from your dying world

Safe from the flood, safe in some arms

And from your dying

A short ride, an ordinary life

Let down your defenses

You deserve to be cherished

How could you say it with a straight face

Then strand me?

I was a picture of what you wish you wanted

I was just a picture of what you wish you wanted

A new start, an ordinary life

I was to you a very good idea

Safe from the flood, safe in some arms

And from your dying

I was to you a very good idea

Safe from the flood, safe in some arms

And from your dying

I was to you a very good idea