She`s out of her mind, like the wind in the storm
Like the ocean in the dawn as it disappears, with the riptide
She`s out of her mind, she`s pulled away by the moon
She`s ripped from her sleep As the cold luna sweep gains control
What you gonna do With your emotions
Ones you barely recognize
In your sleep I heard your screaming
This is not voluntary! This is not voluntary !
If this is life I`d rather die !
In the riptide
She`s out of her mind, riptide
Like a muscle that swells
You know when you trip
Whether you`re well or sick
Your body aches
She`s out with the tide
Gone to a prisoner`s dance
Where a monkey`s her date
Eating limbs off a plate with a spoon
What you gonna do with your emotions
Said the seagull to the loon
What you gonna do with your emotions
She said Please wake me up
She said Don`t touch me now
She said I wish I was dead
In the riptide
She`s out of her mind riptide You always win
It happens over and over again rip tide
She`s out of her mind like a hurricane`s rain
She does not stand a chance at this luna dance riptide
I was thinking of Van Gogh`s last painting
The wheatfields and the crows
Is that perhaps what you`ve been feeling
When you see the ground
As you fall from the shy
As the floors disappears
From beneath your feet riptide
She`s going out of her mind
With the riptide