Facing The Sea

The tide comes in, up to my knees, walking on
Till I belong, the waves are high, reaching my lungs, was I wrong?
To try and find whatever was left of me
When I don't mind leaving the rest of me, behind

Looking hard for what I can be
Write my promise deep in the sand
Everybody's facing the sea, again
Looking hard for what I can be
Write my promise deep in the sand
Everybody's facing the sea, again

Looking hard for what I can be
Writing all my promises in the sand
Everybody's facing the sea
Again, again
Looking hard for what I can be
Writing all my promises in the sand
Everybody's facing the sea
Again (again)

(Looking hard for what I can be
Writing all my promises in the sand
Everybody's facing the sea
Again, again)