I NEED TO TURN TO YOU
Edward Woodward - 1977


You’re not a ship to carry my life
You’re nailed to my love in many lonely nights
I strayed from the cottages and found myself here
But I need your love
Your love protects my fear

And I wonder sometimes and I know I’m unkind
But I need you to turn to when I act so blind
And I need you to turn to when I lose control
But it’s my guardian angel who keeps out the cold

Did you think you’ll smile on
Well, I said I knew that my reason for living was for loving you
We’re related in feeling of your high above
You’re pure and your gentle with the grace of a dove

And I wonder sometimes and I know I’m unkind
But I need you to turn to when I act so blind
And I need you to turn to when I lose control
But it’s my guardian angel who keeps out the cold

And I wonder sometimes and I know I’m unkind
To my guardian angel who keeps out the cold