This is my element time is irrelevant How did it come to this? I go to the water When the wolf is at my door… She wraps her waves around you And makes you feel loved once more ‘Cos water is the truth I can't turn my back on this ‘Cos back on dry land is where All the trouble is… Lost in stories by Hemingway feel the salty ocean spray Looking for the sampol stone… I could finally be happy I could sheath the knife Now that I've stopped searching for The charmed but empty life I go to the water When the wolf is at my door She wraps her waves around you And makes you feel loved once more ‘Cos water is the truth I can't turn my back on this ‘Cos back on dry land is where I go to the water When the wolf is at my door She wraps her waves around you And makes you feel loved once more… I go to the water When the wolf is at my door She wraps her waves around you And makes you feel loved Once more... ‘Cos water is the truth I can't turn my back on this… ‘Cos back on dry land Is where all the trouble is…