I am a high tide, moving to your shore
The world is all mine, the beach is all yours
Laid out before me, I took the back door
Into my third eye, into my mind for days
And you gotta make it feel right
Before you slip into my head tonight
I am a weak man, I got no control
I am a young man, trapped in an old soul
I'm sick of breathing, the air around me
I'm sick of leaving the bottle empty too
And you gotta make it feel right
Before you slip into my head tonight
I think I'm ready now
Are you, are we
Meant to be one love?
And you gotta make it feel right
Before you slip into my head tonight
And you gotta make it feel right
Before you slip into my head tonight