You, my dear, are the only one who has the strength.
The strength to lift me up.
To lift me up when I've sunken to the bottom.
I might be at the bottom, but I steady everyone.
People are safe when I'm down here. They're happy.

With everyday that passes, my chain remains untouched.
Sometimes it's nice down here though, it's quiet.
I might be drowning, but I'm not near death.
It's different. I feel alive when people stay on my boat.
I feel like there's a purpose. I'm saving them.

For once, though, I would like to be on that boat.
I want someone who will be that anchor.
Someone to hold me in place, to keep my head from the clouds.
I don't want to be that dreamer anymore. It's unreal.
Lift me up, my dear, and get me off this seafloor.