How is it that the passionate hearts of lovers,
mimick the roaring of the seas, the crashing of...

Sometimes i see her clearly
A face that haunts my eyes...

Hark ye, I can hear the angels song
A wondrous voice has ne'er been heard...

Sometimes i see her clearly
A face that haunts my eyes...

It circles gently in the sky
Passing by and by Never shy...

Take my spirit deep into the sea
I want to go, I want to be free...

How is it that the passionate hearts of lovers,
mimick the roaring of the seas, the crashing of...