How I used to hike along the shore Take me back to where I was before Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh I'm afraid of the chances I won't take On a scale of 1 to 10 it's 9.8 Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh There might be light All through the night I might get used to it sometime I might get up Oh my god I made up stories to make up my mind And fall for it when my mind is right Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh I am tired of the mails that I receive My entire love belongs to you, oh my delete Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh Singing oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh There might be light All through the night I might get used to it sometime There might be light All through the night I might get used to it sometime There might be light All through the night I might get used to it sometime I might get up Oh my god