Tears are the oceanThe ocean is bloodA flood in our soulsAnd now youâve washed me down againOh noI started to twineA line around youItâs cut with every goodbyeWith every time iâve felt the wash of waterHotter and hotterNow i cry the oceanAnd thatâs where iâll goUntil i run dryCause iâll be tossed around againWhoah ohI started to tieMy knots around youTheyâre cut with every goodbyeWith every time iâve felt the wash of waterHotter and hotterI started to twineA line around youItâs cut with every goodbyeWith every time iâve felt the wash of waterHotter and hotter