He has a fisheye and a loveHe has her on a hook Like they dont fish them anymore He thaught ... she would never... leave his room But once again he was wrong, so wrong She was always dreaming Of an ocean or a voyage Underneath the sea Hes got his big hands on the bowl His eyes are on the glass But he cant reach her anymore He... tries... not to make... waves She was always hoping For a ship or a plane To take her home Tears Rolling down From a fisheye Shes gonna drown, drown, drown Tears Rolling down From a fisheye Shes gonna drown, drown, drown Tears Rolling down From a fisheye Shes gonna drown, drown, drown Hes got a fisheye and a love Hes got her on a hook