There’s waves that I can’t describe There's winds that have drunk us dry On this boat you cannot hide So please don’t take your time
Oh Oceana We’re gonna need a bed of sand Or I’m never gonna see your face again Oh Oceana We’re gonna need a deck of hands Or I’m never gonna see your face again
'Cause we can’t steer this ship ourselves We can’t fight this fight ourselves We can’t steer this ship ourselves Or we’ll wake in the straights of hell
Oh Oceana I can’t see ya And it’s tearing me up inside Oh Oceana I can’t feel ya 'Cause your sails have collapsed and died
So I’ll redefine the feelings coming off your fingertips I can redefine the feelings once again I can redefine the feelings coming off your fingertips I can redefine the feelings once again
