Through the window I can hear the sea
Pushing me gently from side to side, rocking me
Through the porthole flying fish would dance
Floating like gliders above the surf, my first romance
I only lived in my father's eyes
A child not ready to break the ties
On a ship that sailed the world
He fell in love with another girl
Heading southwards with the sun on board
The wind in my hair, I would dream of him, it seems absurd
Looking backwards it's so far away
Would I have loved him as much if he were here today?
I only lived in my father's eyes
A child not ready to break the ties
On a ship that sailed the world
He fell in love with another girl