She tried to bring joy upon my door
It was a kind I hadn't seen before
She insisted on staying behind the line
At first I thought this game would be fine
She brushed by me and walked back
Her touch made me fall in my tracks
But the line
(...)
She called me in the middle of the night
For some reason I couldn't hold her tight
She stepped back when I was awake
Unable to understand why she always breaks
Her way toward me and walks back
Her touch makes me fall in my tracks
But this line
She is the sea
And I am like a grain of sand
The moon brings her to me
And I try, I try to break through the line
And I try, I try to break through the line
Oh
(...)
(Uuu hmm, uuu hmm)
She passes by, she passes by
I fight off the wind
I pretend not to think of winter-tide
Or should I dive?
'Cause once it freezes
The line won't reach us, we'll be untied
(...)
She tried to bring joy upon my door
It was a kind I hadn't seen before
She stepped back when I was awake
Unable to understand why she always breaks
Her way towards me and walks back
Her touch makes me fall in my tracks
But this line
She's on the sea
And I'm still waiting on the sand
The tide brought her to me
While I tried, I tried to break through the line
While I tried, I tried to break through the shoreline