If it wasn't the oceans,
wasn't the breezes,
wasn't the white sands,
I might not be needed,
If I could sleep through the coal mines,
If I could breathe through hatred,
If I could, work through the summer,
then I woulnd't feel so humble,
oh you, it's always you,
it's always you.
If red roses weren't so lovely,
Wine didn't taste so good,
Stars weren't so romantic,
Then I could do what I should
If you love, I could command it,
Get your head, to understand it,
I'd go twice, around the world,
Even though, I may not find it.