Gone the sea I miss it's love,
It's gone away.
And heaven that once parted,
Walks away.
The people, I once met have
gone, the other way.
And the sun that turned me
brown, in love I found.
Oh, to smell the sea again,
And the secrets,
That each flower I might see
But once again.
Low the fire once, that burned
In me, I never hid.
And never hiding from their love,
Love took from me.
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