My love is the sea
We're adrift on a sailboat, my love is the sea Yours is the horizon, constant and steady You set my limbs locked hard afloat Lifted my lonesome sails
The tide is out, the moon is high We're sailing
Darling, your love is healing. It makes the bitter sweet Warms the winter to spring again, secures the cold's defeat We're cutting anchor, casting out Into the glorious deep
The tide is out, the moon is high We're sailing
-Brooke Fraser
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