I can't, can't get away from you nOut on the middle of the ocean where the water is bluenI pay attention to the tension and ignore the truthnThat I can't, can't get away from younnWhen i hear them talk I don't listen to what they say...nnI can't, can't tell you why I'm this waynMy hands are covered in colors. I got a canvas, it's graynI played like leaves on a river and I got carried awaynAnd I can't, can't tell you why I'm this waynnWhen i hear those notes I have to sing them outnnI can't, can't give up on this nownThe sun is burning my back and sweat is falling from my brownYou can't make use of the dirt if you don't make use of the plownAnd I can't, can't give up on this now...nnI can't, can't get away from you...