Barbara
If you’re running from your doorstepAnd you don’t know where to go toDrinking rosé in the rainOr listening to the same song over and over again
If you’re lost on a strange pathNeeding a gate to turn intoFar from the sunOr listening to someone happier than yourself
BarbaraBarbaraI’ll be thereI’ll be there
And although you may not see meThe trees they will rememberSpeak my nameAnd rosé will be sweetSuddenly, inclement weather will retreatAlthough you may not see meAlthough you may not see meSpeak my name and
BarbaraBarbaraI’ll be thereI’ll be thereI’ll be there