Through the window I can hear the sea Pushing me gently from side to side, rocking me Through the porthole flying fish would dance Floating like gliders above the surf, my first romance I only lived in my father's eyes A child not ready to break the ties On a ship that sailed the world He fell in love with another girl Heading southwards with the sun on board The wind in my hair, I would dream of him, it seems absurd Looking backwards it's so far away Would I have loved him as much if he were here today? I only lived in my father's eyes A child not ready to break the ties On a ship that sailed the world He fell in love with another girl