Tear You Up

I lay here stricken on the open sea

What's become of me?

The incessant sound of a distant shore

To a distant shore?

But what if there's nothing here for me?

Just tell me

There's nothing here for me

I can't tear you up

I cannot tear you up

All these currents run to you

Back to you

And now I'm drifting on the open sea

What is left of me

And I keep dreaming of a distant shore

To a distant shore

What keeps calling out for me?

It keeps calling out for me

What keeps calling out for me?

It keeps calling out for me

I can't tear you up

I cannot tear you up

All these currents run to you

Back to you

I cannot tear you up

I cannot tear you up

All these currents run

All these currents run to you

To you, to you, to you, to you

Back to you