Oh, wave crash down on me Until I´m whole again Like days of old I see myself and rise I´m drying out in this weather
Feeling of parasites And the time when the night feels better Is when you don´t go
A taste as bitter as before We could waste all the best of times ´til we know That lights and shapes they only fade In the hold that washes all away
What a wave What a wave What a wave
The rose´s thorn still reaches out to piece my skin It grows me warm and cloudys up my mind Everybody has an opinion: I don´t like most of them
Cause the life that we live is better living Than living alone
The taste, as bitter as before We could waste all the best of times ´til we know That lights and shapes they only fade In the hold that washes all away
What a wave What a wave What a wave
I´m drying out in this weather Feeling of parasites And the time when the night feels better Is when you don´t go