In his boat and through the dark he rowed Chained to oar and the night and the wind that blowed Horribly round his ears Under the bridge and into your dreams he soars While you lie alone in that idea-free sleep of yours That you've been sleeping now for years And he wants you He wants you He is straight and he is true Ooh hoo hoo Beneath the hanging cliffs and under the many stars where He will move, all amongst your tangled hair And deep into the sea And you will wake and walk and draw the blind And feel some presence there behind And turn to see what that may be Oh, babe, it's me And he wants you He wants you He is straight and he is true Ooh hoo hoo