In the middle of the night with a sickening sound This little boat ran aground The mast is twisted, the hull is breached One high tide and it'll be beached If I could walk I'd walk away But I haven't slept since yesterday The ink is sinking, the page is blurred And I can't read a single word But I know that I love you, know that I wroteMy last words to you from a sinking boat
In the middle of the night with a sickening sound This little boat ran aground The mast is twisted, the hull is breached One high tide and it'll be beached If I could walk I'd walk away But I haven't slept since yesterday The ink is sinking, the page is blurred And I can't read a single word But I know that I love you, know that I wroteMy last words to you from a sinking boat
