Текст:
Doing nothing, stuck in the mud, just pumping the blood
The water level's getting low, something ugly's going to show
If only I could touch you, I guess you'd be alarmed
If only I could touch you, I don't mean you no harm
If only I could touch you, like the wind can touch the sail,
If only I could touch you, darling, now that words have failed
Oh, flotsam still afloat,
Oh, jetsam thrown out of the boat
Oh love, my love, nothing here is what it seems
We both know it; Christ, you show it
Oh, oh my love
The water level's getting low, something ugly's going to show
If only I could touch you, I guess you'd be alarmed
If only I could touch you, I don't mean you no harm
If only I could touch you, like the wind can touch the sail,
If only I could touch you, darling, now that words have failed
Oh, flotsam still afloat,
Oh, jetsam thrown out of the boat
Oh love, my love, nothing here is what it seems
We both know it; Christ, you show it
Oh, oh my love
