Music : Vincent Rooijers/Sem Zwaan
The tide comes in, up to my knees
Walking on, till I belong
The waves are high
Reaching my nose
Was I wrong (was I wrong)
To try and find whatever was left of me (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