In the Hands of the Enemy
It's the heart of the winter
And I'm alone on this bay
The big tide carried you away
You got carried away
Did my eyes deceive me
Did I really see you leave me
Downstreet in the rain
They're tumblin' in a row
It's comin' round again
The travellin' heartache show
I might make it through the day
But the night time's still ahead of me
I just can't break away
I'm in the hands of the enemy
No medals for bravery
Just wounds that never heal
And the grinding of the wheel
You turn on the wheel
Do my fears grow stronger
Is this cold war gettin' longer
Chippin' rocks to stone
On this island penitentiary
I've got no chance of my own
Across a sea of treachery
I might make it through the day
But the night time's still ahead of me
I just can't break away
I'm in the hands of the enemy
It's the heart of the winter
And I'm alone on this bay
The big tide carried you away
You got carried away
Did my eyes deceive me
Did I really see you leave me
Chippin' rocks to stone
On this island penitentiary
There's no chance of my own
Across a sea of treachery
I may make it through the day
But the nighttime still ahead of me
I just can't break away
I'm in the hands of the enemy
I may make it through the day
But the nighttime still ahead of me
I just can't break away
I'm in the hands of the enemy
I'm in the hands of the enemy
And I'm alone on this bay
The big tide carried you away
You got carried away
Did my eyes deceive me
Did I really see you leave me
Downstreet in the rain
They're tumblin' in a row
It's comin' round again
The travellin' heartache show
I might make it through the day
But the night time's still ahead of me
I just can't break away
I'm in the hands of the enemy
No medals for bravery
Just wounds that never heal
And the grinding of the wheel
You turn on the wheel
Do my fears grow stronger
Is this cold war gettin' longer
Chippin' rocks to stone
On this island penitentiary
I've got no chance of my own
Across a sea of treachery
I might make it through the day
But the night time's still ahead of me
I just can't break away
I'm in the hands of the enemy
It's the heart of the winter
And I'm alone on this bay
The big tide carried you away
You got carried away
Did my eyes deceive me
Did I really see you leave me
Chippin' rocks to stone
On this island penitentiary
There's no chance of my own
Across a sea of treachery
I may make it through the day
But the nighttime still ahead of me
I just can't break away
I'm in the hands of the enemy
I may make it through the day
But the nighttime still ahead of me
I just can't break away
I'm in the hands of the enemy
I'm in the hands of the enemy
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Anthony Smith, Joseph Vincent Camilleri
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