Testo Walking On Stones

I'm awake in my bed,
From the words that you said,
When you told me that you were in love,
Now the oil in my skin,
Fuels a fire from within,
For too long I have been,
In a dream.
If I choose to stay,
Caught up in the waves,
I'll not be afriad.

If I followed you down,
With my feet on the ground,
Could you save me from my disbelief?
Cause we've been walking on stones,
With a chill in our bones,
Now the water is creeping up on me.

If I choose to stay,
Caught up in the waves,
I'll not be afriad.
Ahhhhhhhhhhh..