| 作曲 : Cohen, Ritchie, Sketch, Smyth | |
| I hold hands with the fire in the ocean | |
| Whose bones are cold, never frozen | |
| The day is ending, I'm feeling edgy | |
| The dark is running, soon I will be coming | |
| Oh the ocean smells like my mother | |
| Who should love me oh like the ocean does | |
| We are so much like each other | |
| We don't see the need for each other | |
| I hold on to the fire in the ocean | |
| Whose bones are cold, not frozen | |
| Don't get me wrong I'd gladly be the one | |
| To pick my teeth with the very last whale bone | |
| Take my garbage throw it in the ocean | |
| Suck a man off throw in the ocean | |
| No the moon is no fire in the sea | |
| no object like that could speak to me | |
| Who will love me oh like the ocean does | |
| Who will love me oh like the ocean does | |
| We are so much like each other | |
| We don't see the need for each other | |
| Take my garbage throw it in the ocean | |
| Suck a man off throw in the ocean | |
| We are so much like each other | |
| We don't see the need for each other |
| zuo qu : Cohen, Ritchie, Sketch, Smyth | |
| I hold hands with the fire in the ocean | |
| Whose bones are cold, never frozen | |
| The day is ending, I' m feeling edgy | |
| The dark is running, soon I will be coming | |
| Oh the ocean smells like my mother | |
| Who should love me oh like the ocean does | |
| We are so much like each other | |
| We don' t see the need for each other | |
| I hold on to the fire in the ocean | |
| Whose bones are cold, not frozen | |
| Don' t get me wrong I' d gladly be the one | |
| To pick my teeth with the very last whale bone | |
| Take my garbage throw it in the ocean | |
| Suck a man off throw in the ocean | |
| No the moon is no fire in the sea | |
| no object like that could speak to me | |
| Who will love me oh like the ocean does | |
| Who will love me oh like the ocean does | |
| We are so much like each other | |
| We don' t see the need for each other | |
| Take my garbage throw it in the ocean | |
| Suck a man off throw in the ocean | |
| We are so much like each other | |
| We don' t see the need for each other |
| zuò qǔ : Cohen, Ritchie, Sketch, Smyth | |
| I hold hands with the fire in the ocean | |
| Whose bones are cold, never frozen | |
| The day is ending, I' m feeling edgy | |
| The dark is running, soon I will be coming | |
| Oh the ocean smells like my mother | |
| Who should love me oh like the ocean does | |
| We are so much like each other | |
| We don' t see the need for each other | |
| I hold on to the fire in the ocean | |
| Whose bones are cold, not frozen | |
| Don' t get me wrong I' d gladly be the one | |
| To pick my teeth with the very last whale bone | |
| Take my garbage throw it in the ocean | |
| Suck a man off throw in the ocean | |
| No the moon is no fire in the sea | |
| no object like that could speak to me | |
| Who will love me oh like the ocean does | |
| Who will love me oh like the ocean does | |
| We are so much like each other | |
| We don' t see the need for each other | |
| Take my garbage throw it in the ocean | |
| Suck a man off throw in the ocean | |
| We are so much like each other | |
| We don' t see the need for each other |