So many guillotines and yet,nI have never lost my head.nLike Cassius Clay back in Zaire,nit is my wits that brought me here.nnI never thought that it would shownthat there’s a leak in every boat.nAnd this one is sinking,nI’m sure it’s sinking now.nSomewhere there’s a lighthouse,nbut the light has gone out.nnAnd if it’s sinking,nif this boat is sinking now,nYou’d steal the sea I’m in.nYou'd steal the sea...nnYou cut and my heart broke in two,nbut separately each part still grew.nNow one is false and one is true;nthe first of these I ascribe to you.nnI stole the hearts from the rich girls,nand gave them to the poor.nI wish I could steal them all back,nin case I’d find a shore.nn‘Cause this boat is sinking,nI’m sure it’s sinking now.nOff to the lighthouse,nI must find it somehow.nnAnd if it’s sinking,nif this boat is sinking now...nYou’ll steal the sea I’m in.nYou’ll steal the sea I'm in.