He has a fisheye and a loveHe has her on a hook
Like they don’t fish them anymore
He thaught ... she would never... leave his room
But once again he was wrong, so wrong

She was always dreaming
Of an ocean or a voyage
Underneath the sea

He’s got his big hands on the bowl
His eyes are on the glass
But he can’t reach her anymore
He...tries...not to make...waves
But once again he fails, he fails

She was always hoping
For a ship or a plane
To take her home

Tears
Rolling down
From a fisheye
She’s gonna drown, drown, drown

Tears
Rolling down
From a fisheye
She’s gonna drown, drown, drown

Tears
Rolling down
From a fisheye
She’s gonna drown, drown, drown

He’s got a fisheye and a love
He’s got her on a hook