Clink, clink the bottle, I need a little more (more, more, more)...
The hint is sweet, but it’s not my glass to pout (pour, pour, pour)
Take the stem from your fingertips to my lips (and drink it down)...
It’s never tasted quite this way before...

More, more more...
Pour, pour, pour...
Drink it down...

But you’re not wine,
And you’re not mine...
And you’re not wine,
And you’re not mine
You’re not mine, you’re not mine,
You’re not mine, you’re not...

Swing, swing the anchor scraping at the sea (sea, sea, sea)
The waves curl up but they never touch they let me be, be, be
Toes in my raft, it shifts to etch a drift-forsaken path
Take the tide your way, to stay with me...

Sea, sea, sea...
Be, be, be...
Stay with me...

And I’m not scared,
When you’re not there
And I’m not scared,
When you’re not there
You’re not there, you’re not there,
You’re not there, you’re not...

Stay, stay, stay...

But you’re not wine,
And you’re not mine
And you’re not wine,
And you’re not mine
You’re not mine, you’re not mine,
You’re not mine, you’re not...