I was always like the sea
And you, my seashore.

I set off to conquer the world
Came back wasted, weary, vain
But you took me in your arms
Caressed my waves back sane
And our love, my love, is such
That it was built on hush and pain
Why else do you push me away
When my waters touch your terrain
Why else do I keep coming back
To be dealt with, this profane
Maybe for our love is such
It makes me come back again.

I will always be the sea
And you, my seashore
With all your folly you can push me away
And call me if there is more.