Quiet Hour - Airlock

There is a place where i can hide

He comes to meet me there

There in that hour, i can let go

Be myself once more

There in that place, the waters flow

And the river runs — high

I hear that still small voice

What is this call on my heart

I can be still in your care

You show me the way

Sometimes i’m scared to approach you

But slowly i get there

And realise i am home and

Wish i could stay — and more

Whisper your will in to my ear

And your perfume fills the air