I’m
high
above
it
high
above
the
ocean I’m
looking down, down at the sea The waves below me are tumbling and
crashing Crashing and turning trying to break free In the early morning
when the sun is rising In the cool draw of the
changing tide I walk alone, alone in the shining In
the
shine
wishing you were by my side I hear you calling but I can’t turn back I
hear you calling But I covered my tracks
Through foreign countries through the
burning silence Over border lines and shifting sand Across the
mountains in the fading twilight In a wild dream of a
faltering command I hear you calling but I can’t turn back I hear you
calling But I covered my tracks
