Way out, way out where you stand.
Are you gone? Are you gone?
You’re way out, way out where you stand.
Are you gone? Are you gone?
Are you gone? Are you gone?
And I give up when I lose sight of land.
I go out so far I can’t float.
But I don’t know how to let go of your hand
when there’s water filling the boat.
And I told you that before.
I told you that before.
Way out, way out where you stand.
Are you gone? Are you gone?
You’re way out, way out where you stand.
Are you gone? Are you gone?
Are you gone? Are you gone?
And I cry out “You’re a dirty liar!”
I’m trapped ...