| Take me back to the ocean | 
| Feel warm sand beneath your feet | 
| Emotion, escaping from reality | 
| If I could only begin to explain | 
| All my flaws, all my fears | 
| All my stupid mistakes | 
| Could you still see past all the things I hide away | 
| And my poor choice of words? | 
| But you were smiling anyway | 
| Wake me up in the morning | 
| Slept till late afternoon | 
| My dreams are dark and twisted | 
| But tonight I’m dreaming of you | 
| Snuck in through your window | 
| Broken glass cut my skin | 
| Bled close to death with you all night | 
| But I still don’t regret a thing | 
| I have a habit of pushing my luck | 
| If I just play this cool it might pay off for once | 
| As we lay intertwined you broke silence with talk asking | 
| «Baby, do you think of me?» | 
| «Baby, do you think of me?» | 
| (Yeah all the time, like every night) | 
| Wake me up in the morning | 
| Slept till late afternoon | 
| My dreams are dark and twisted | 
| But tonight I’m dreaming of you | 
| Snuck in through your window | 
| Broken glass cut my skin | 
| Bled close to death with you all night | 
| I hope you don’t regret a thing | 
| «Baby, do you think of me?» | 
| «Baby, do you think of me?» | 
| «Baby, do you think of me?» | 
| The look in your eye | 
| You hung on every line | 
| When I poured my heart out | 
| But you took it every time |