Paddling Out

Ah, ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah

Whenever you went home, I would follow

Passin' the test, but my mind stays hollow

Think nothing's left but an empty bottle

And to forget what kind of sorrow, oh-woah

I'm paddlin' out

I'm paddlin' out

I'm paddlin' out

I'm paddlin' out

I try to think, but my mind's in space

The things I do for a glimpse of your face

But one more sip of your delicate taste

And then you're up and gone without a trace, woah

I'm paddlin' out

I'm paddlin' out

I'm paddlin' out

I'm paddlin' out