Here I stand, looking out to sea | |
Where a thousand souls have prayed | |
And a thousand lives were laid on the sand | |
Were laid on the sand | |
Years have passed, since they have died | |
And The Word shall last | |
And the Wild Goose shall fly | |
Shall fly | |
Here I stand, looking out to sea | |
And I say a prayer | |
That the Wild Goose will come to me | |
That the Wild Goose will come to me |