Idioma Origen:
Midnight on the water.
I saw the ocean's daughter.
Walking on a wave she came,
staring as she called my name.
And I can't get it out of my head,
no, I can't get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
'cos I can't get it out of my head.
Breakdown on the shoreline,
can't move, it's an ebbtide.
Morning don't get here till night,
searching for her silver light.
And i can't get it out of my head,
no, I can't get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
'cos I can't get it out of my head, no no.
Day job in the city.
Robin Hood and William Tell and Ivanhoe and Lancelot, they don't envy me, yeh.
Sitting as the sun goes down,
in dreams the world keep spinning round and round.
'cos I can't get it out of my head,
no, I can't get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
'cos I can't get it out of my head, no no.
Idioma Destino:
Midnight on the water.
I saw the ocean's daughter.
Walking on a wave she came,
staring as she called my name.
And I can't get it out of my head,
no, I can't get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
'cos I can't get it out of my head.
Breakdown on the shoreline,
can't move, it's an ebbtide.
Morning don't get here till night,
searching for her silver light.
And i can't get it out of my head,
no, I can't get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
'cos I can't get it out of my head, no no.
Day job in the city.
Robin Hood and William Tell and Ivanhoe and Lancelot, they don't envy me, yeh.
Sitting as the sun goes down,
in dreams the world keep spinning round and round.
'cos I can't get it out of my head,
no, I can't get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead
'cos I can't get it out of my head, no no.