So cast my line into the deep
And see what finds me
Will I hide and run?Will I turn my back again?
So it goes and goes
And slips right through my fingers
What am I doing wrong?
What am I doing wrong again?
Again, again, again, again?
Again, again, again, again?
Again, again, again?
Well there be plenty other fish under the sea
But which one is the one for me?
And I obsess, obsess over the idea of you
Me and the perfect fit
Going off without a hitch
I see five little kids and a house
In the countryside
With you by my side
But I can′t make your face
It still eludes me
Where are you hiding?
Where are you hiding?
Again, again, again, again?
Again, again, again, again?
Again, again, again?
So cast my line into the deep
And see what finds me
Will I hide and run?
Will I turn my back again?
So it goes and goes
And slips right through my fingers
What am I doing wrong?
What am I doing wrong again?
