The water's getting deeper and I can't feel my feet
I keep on bailing buckets but it flows right back to me
And everything is put away, the children are asleep
But the water's getting deeper
And I can't feel my feet
How am I gonna make time
This is gonna take time
Everything seems different, colors all looks strange
Light comes down in shafts here underneath the waves
Everything is in its place and the children are asleep
But the water's getting deeper
And I can't feel my feet
How am I gonna make time
This is gonna take time
I am provider, but providence has been swayed
And by design nothing is ever the same
I thought that time had only one way to go
I learned how to swim, but not to breathe underwater
How am I gonna make time
Oh, this is gonna take time
How am I gonna make time
I can't feel my feet
