What do you see? What do you feel? When you're look at the ocean Emotion, a wave of devotion How do you learn, in the cold? Do you read till you're sinking The mergings in between so all empty as you see How do you breathe? Do you love? How long do you have to cry, to see? But you're not even half as torn as I feel In the night you play it up, in the night you play it up But you're not even half as torn as I feel In the night you play it up, in the night you play it up What do you think, with a drink? When you look at the ceiling Repeating our aim of fulfilling How do you breathe? Do you love? Do you mean it when you smiled at me, to be? But you're not even half as torn as I feel In the night you play it up, in the night you play it up But you're not even half as torn as I feel In the night you play it up, in the night you play it up Coming up to this part, I feel like I am sinking I'm not giving it up, I'm just giving it in But you're not even half as torn as I feel In the night you play it off, in the night you play it off But you're not even half as torn as I feel In the night you play it up, in the night you play it up But you're not even half as torn as I feel In the night you play it up, in the night you play it up