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Midnight on the water. |
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I saw the ocean's daughter. |
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Walking on a wave she came, |
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staring as she called my name. |
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And I can't get it out of my head, |
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no, I can't get it out of my head. |
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Now my old world is gone for dead |
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'cos I can't get it out of my head. |
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Breakdown on the shoreline, |
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can't move, it's an ebb tide. |
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Morning don't get here tonight, |
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searching for her silver light. |
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And I can't get it out of my head, |
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no, I can't get it out of my head. |
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Now my old world is gone for dead |
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'cos I can't get it out of my head, no no. |
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Bank job in the city. |
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Robin Hood and William Tell and Ivanhoe and Lancelot, they don't envy me. |
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Sitting till the sun goes down, |
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in dreams the world keeps going round and round. |
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And I can't get it out of my head, |
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no, I can't get it out of my head. |
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Now my old world is gone for dead |
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'cos I can't get it out of my head, no no. |
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No, I can't get it out of my head, |
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no, I can't get it out of my head. |
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Now my old world is gone for dead |
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'cos I can't get it out of my head, no no no no. |
