This boy in a boat that I am 

Through the haze I can catch a glimpse 

Of the damage that's been done 

Miles like minutes they pass as I row 

And I count them in my head 

Further and further I seem to go 

From the home that I once made 

Raise the anchor raise these tired hands 

No direction and my pockets full of sand 



I'm over my head 



In the first few days of this journey 

Friends and strangers came aboard my ship 

Until the gifts of their passing 

Crowded my quarters with gold 

I've got no room for them anymore 

For I fear I might go under 

My anchor is tangled in weeds down below 

As I heed the distant thunder calling me

Raise the question that's in front of me 

Clear as the sun I feel through the haze I'll never see 



I'm over my head on the crazy ocean 

I'm over my head on the stormy sea 

I'm over my head with a clear commotion 

I'm over my head and it's killing me 



I'll raise my bow to the winds that blow 

Face the storm face to face as I know 

She's banging hard on my cabin door 

So I face my fear face to face and what's more 

She's in front of me, she's in front of me 

And then she's gone for just awhile 

And I'm crying 

I'm over my head