Haycorn & Ask Ophelia & Migrant Caravan - In the Creek

Ophelia was lying there
Afraid of what might come
Oh sweet cold water
Guiding her to come home
She speaks to me
Tempting me to be free
That sweet melody in my head
She speaks to me
Tempting me to be free
Ophelia was hangin’ there
With her anger always in the air
Oh dear mother
Help her to get somewhere
Somewhere safe
Down there, where she doesn’t care
She speaks to me
Tempting me to be free
That sweet melody in my head
She speaks to me
Tempting me to be free
She speaks to me
Tempting me to be free
That sweet melody in my head
She speaks to me

Written by:
Maicol Ospina-Bedoya, Mélissa Charbonneau

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