What do you see? What do you feel?
When you're look at the ocean
Emotion, a wave of devotion
How do you learn, in the cold?
Do you read till you're sinking
The mergings in between so all empty as you see
How do you breathe? Do you love?
How long do you have to cry, to see?

But you're not even half as torn as I feel
In the night you play it up, in the night you play it up
But you're not even half as torn as I feel
In the night you play it up, in the night you play it up

What do you think, with a drink?
When you look at the ceiling
Repeating our aim of fulfilling
How do you breathe? Do you love?
Do you mean it when you smiled at me, to be?

But you're not even half as torn as I feel
In the night you play it up, in the night you play it up
But you're not even half as torn as I feel
In the night you play it up, in the night you play it up

Coming up to this part, I feel like I am sinking
I'm not giving it up, I'm just giving it in
But you're not even half as torn as I feel
In the night you play it off, in the night you play it off

But you're not even half as torn as I feel
In the night you play it up, in the night you play it up
But you're not even half as torn as I feel
In the night you play it up, in the night you play it up