Far away

I will live my life as a lobsterman’s wife
on an island in the blue bay.
He will take care of me,
he will smell like the sea,
And close to my heart he’ll always stay.
I will bear three girls
all with strawberry curls,
little Ella and Nelly and Faye.
While I’m combing their hair,
I will catch his warm stare
On our island in the blue bay.

Far away far away,
I want to go far away.
To a new life on a new shore line.
Where the water is blue
and the people are new.
To another island,
in another life.

Ingrid Michaelson (Quem quiser ouvir a música clica aqui, que já vai fechar…)