I'm not trying to say that everybody wants to go.
But I fell in love with the seaside.
And now we're running through,
when the city calls,
it's not for you.
I hope I never asked your name.
But here we are.
It's this one, I know it is.
It's you.
And I know it's hard but
these ships don't sail away,
they wait for a better day.
They still float.
And I love you.
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