Lyrics

there isn't a song worth singing
that I might conjure up for you
but still i'm trying again

no I can't pull you away
from the ground you've grown in to
i'll just have to get used to it

sometimes I dream
of transplanting my heart in to you
i'll cut it clean
and sew it tight so it won't bleed

the current is against me
but that never stopped my efforts
from swimming and swimming

put what i've got in now
'cause this is, this is the first
the first i'm feeling