Binded, hooked on an anchor
All nereids beware, all nereids beware

This spring of love, resembles
The uncertain glory of an April day

A shipwreck, a castaway
Coast to coast the high seas echo, "It's not you it's me"
If the wind were down, I could drive the boat with my sighs
I could drive the boat if the wind were down

Take these misunderstandings
Return them back where they came from
Take these misunderstandings
It's hard enough to live life as it is

A corpse lies lifeless, where X marks the spot
At the bottom of the ocean floor

Where X marks the spot
Where X marks the spot

All nereids beware, all nereids beware
The finest treasures are buried under waves

A shipwreck, a castaway