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