There's water in the sea,
across it people flee,
from war blood and fear,
they often end up here.
some people care,
they don't think it's fair,
the way these people die from heart ache,
it's something you can't fake.
they come here for the freedom, they're driven out they feel unwelcome,
they say good bye as the leave the ocean shore,
they've got to run but where's a place without war.
