I was raised, and still live, on 30 acres outside Salem, OR. My father was a well known regional artist. I paint with words rather than a brush. Nature is wha
I used to try to help everybody through distressing times. I guess I have always been a peace-maker. And I seem to write songs as my way of helping.
Lyrics
I Am Your RefugeBy Lisa Lee, 1974
I am your refuge from the storm.
I’m your oasis in the desert.
I am your shelter from the cold.
I am your anchor in the sea.
I will not turn you from my harbor.
I cannot push you from my port.
I will not bring you misery,
because I know, what it would do to me.
If you need a helping hand,
or if your eyes are tearing.
Come to me and I’ll be here,
to keep your soul from fearing,
To give your mind a second start,
to help yourself to mend your heart.
I am your refuge from the storm.
I’m your oasis in the desert.
I am your shelter from the cold.
I am your anchor in the sea.
I will not turn you from my harbor.
I cannot push you from my port.
I will not bring you misery,
because I know, what it would do to me.
I am your refuge from the storm.
I’m your oasis in the desert.
I am your shelter from the cold.
I am your anchor in the sea.
Please trust in me.
