Ooo, it doesn't matter which way I turn, I get turned away.
No, it doesn't matter how long I wait or how hard I pray.
Ooo, everytime I try to leave, I about to lose my mind, if I don't...
Run to the Water,
Run to the Sea,
Let it carry me Homeward,
Run to the Water
Ooo, I wish I were a blind man,
Then I wouldn't have to see the way things really are, the true reality.
Ooo, I wish I were a child again,
Then I wouldn't have to know the hand that we hold on to,
Sometimes they let go.