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.