In his boat and through the dark he rowed

Chained to oar and the night and the wind that blowed

Horribly 'round his ears

Under the bridge and into your dreams he soars

While you lie alone in that idea-free sleep of yours

That you've been sleeping now for years



And he wants you 

He wants you

He is straight and he is true

Ooh hoo hoo



Beneath the hanging cliffs and under the many stars where

He will move, all amongst your tangled hair

And deep into the sea

And you will wake and walk and draw the blind

And feel some presence there behind

And turn to see what that may be

Oh, babe, it's me



And he wants you 

He wants you

He is straight and he is true

Ooh hoo hoo