S.O.S In distress I'm going down like a zeppelin of lead Everything is such a mess I can't remember the last time I slept But what else could I possibly expect Am I a boat built to sink Am I a ship made to wreck I've fallen overboard My strength is washed ashore Spiraling out of control Caught in the eye of the storm I've fallen overboard Although I'm weary and worn I'm holding onto hope ‘Cause I know hope won't let go S.O.S. As I tread Tidal waves of regret Crashing on my head My body's frozen, fingers cold And I can see my breath But inside my chest My heart it knows it's not over yet It carries you home It carries you home It carries you home