Going Under

Wish I could sleep until the storm I sail

Has left me something better

Than what I have come to know

I wanna hear the wind that sings

The song of you my love fair weather

And how you've learned to come and go

Every time I feel love

I fight the feeling I'm going under

I fear what I'm made of

Won't get me through to the other side

And you're what I dream of

When I get the feeling I'm going under

I can't help but worry I won't wake

After I close my eyes

Are you spared from the ever-changing tides,

The taste of salt upon your skin,

The restless sky reflecting black and blue?

Are you anchored where the waves subside,

Or cap-sized in your own oblivion?

Calling to homeland while the sirens call to you

Every time I feel love

I fight the feeling I'm going under

I fear what I'm made of

Won't get me through to the other side

And you're what I dream of

When I get the feeling I'm going under

I can't help but worry I won't wake

After I close my eyes