So cast my line into the deep And see what finds me Will I hide and run? Will I turn my back again? So it goes and goes And slips right through my fingers What am I doing wrong? What am I doing wrong again? Again, again, again, again? Again, again, again, again? Again, again, again? Well there be plenty other fish under the sea But which one is the one for me? And I obsess, obsess over the idea of you Me and the perfect fit Going off without a hitch I see five little kids and a house In the countryside With you by my side But I can't make your face It still eludes me Where are you hiding? Where are you hiding? Again, again, again, again? Again, again, again, again? Again, again, again? So cast my line into the deep And see what finds me Will I hide and run? Will I turn my back again? So it goes and goes And slips right through my fingers What am I doing wrong? What am I doing wrong again?