Ferra Sitting in wonder of the sea and you. We are here under the sky of blue. Pounding the rocks of a foreign shore It makes no difference if they happen to be yours. Wond'ring what it's all about, Wond'ring what we're here for. It's to see and nothing more. Can I decide between the sea and you? Rolling aside to the sea of you, Warm wet mist from the sea's sweet breath, It brings new life in the wake of d**h. Standing on this isle of mine--Wond'ring what we're here for. It's to see and nothing more.