I go back and forth all of the time

Circling around the questions that are always on my mind

And if you see something that I don't see

Please give me the reason that I need to believe

I know I'll never part the oceans

But I can't help holding out a may yet

If I followed you, even if I stick around

The only thing I know is that we'll end up in the ground

In the ground

I know I'll never part the oceans

But I can't help holding out a may yet

And I will always be the person who says

That I'd rather go with nothing

I'd rather go with nothing

If I tried to find you, would I know where to look?

If I start to think it matters, if I'm falling for the hook

If I tried to find you, would I know where to look?

If I start to think it matters, if I'm falling for the hook