I walk out my door
down to the well
I fill up my bucket
and no one can tell
I see the world from here
I sleep through the night
just like a child
I wake with the sun
and I take to the wild
I see the world from here
Beyond the horizon
the world disappears
friends have gone searching
searching for years
when they return
their hands by their side
we meet and embrace
I look in their eyes
We see the world from here
We see the world from here
Mary lives on an island
shaped like a spoon
she looks to a cloud
crossing over the moon
she hears the gull's
and the cormoran's call
she sails on a boat
made of nothing at all
she sees the world from here
So I walk out my door
down to the well
I fill up my bucket
and no one can tell
I see the world from here
I see the world from here.