I'm awake in my bed,

From the words that you said,

When you told me that you were in love,

Now the oil in my skin,

Fuels a fire from within,

For too long I have been,

In a dream.

If I choose to stay,

Caught up in the waves,

I'll not be afriad.

If I followed you down,

With my feet on the ground,

Could you save me from my disbelief?

Cause we've been walking on stones,

With a chill in our bones,

Now the water is creeping up on me.

If I choose to stay,

Caught up in the waves,

I'll not be afriad.

Ahhhhhhhhhhh..