How do I know when I’ve done enoughnOhhh, ohhh I wanna knownEveryone’s convinced it has to do with lovenOhhh, ohh I wanna know nI’ll run through the waternI’ll break all that’s in my waynI’ll run through the waternI’ll break all that’s in my way nI wanna wake up every morningnWithout a doubt that it’s worth livingnScared to death of the upholstered lifestylenWhile others live without a bed to lay onnThe masses sway to the push and pull ofnFortune luck and superstionnYou’re feelin like a wooden boynWithout a star to wish on nI’ll run through the waternI’ll break all that’s in my waynI’ll run through the waternI’ll break all that’s in my way nYou get the feeling like you’re pulling undernMurky and grabbing at your anklesnLashing out at the weeds and mirenThe icy grip of sunken tanglesnPush and pull and pull you up tonA shining surface free of fog andnMurky water, cloudy water, muddy water nYou’ve gotta push it to the surfacenCome on and push it to the surfacenYou’ve gotta push it to the surfacenCome on and push it to the surface