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 cause i can t get it out of my head breakdown on the shoreline can t move it s an ebb tide morning don t get here til 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 cause i can t get it out of my head no no bank job in the city robin hood and william tell ivanhoe and lancelot they don t envy me yeah sitting til the sun goes down in dreams the world keeps going round and round 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 cause i can t get it out of my head no no  oh 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 cause i can t get it out of my head no no no no4