| I’m in trouble and I’m up to my neck again |
| Deepwater, deepwater |
| I’m out of money and it’s banked by the fat fish |
| Opening and closing their mouths |
| But there’s no sound in my ears |
| I never wanted to be in deepwater again |
| Deepwater, deepwater |
| Too hard to sleep with my eyes open |
| Deepwater, deepwater |
| Crying ice cold tears, a drop in the ocean |
| Killer sharks watching my every move |
| Echoes of someone laughing at me |
| I never wanted to be in deepwater again |
| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away |
| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away |
| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away |
| Away… Away |
| Deepwater, deepwater |
| Drown my sorrows with too many blues |
| Deepwater, deepwater |
| Sometimes I’ve had to cast away my pride |
| Like a prisoner on an island wachin the tide |
| Cut-off, shut-off, no-one holds the key |
| I never wanted to be in deepwater again. |
| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away |
| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away |
| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away |
| Away… Away |
| Deepwater, drifting downstream |
| Won’t you throw me a rope |
| Deepwater, fighting the current |
| Staring at your boat |
| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away |
| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away |
| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away |
| Away… Away |