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