The sea reflects the winter sun, like grey leather Recycled air, the slow descent from our heaven A brief escape was not enough to shake the cold Got on a plane and left her there But I can hear her calling out to me, across the sea I know her name, I know her face and she is Dying to get out of me But now I know I'm not alone - I know better The isolation that I felt is no better A brief escape was not enough to break the mould Got on a plane but I stayed there But I can hear her calling out to me, across the sea I know her name, I know her face and she is Dying to get out of me But I can hear her calling out to me, across the sea I know her name, I know her face and she is Dying to get out of me Three thousand words rattle around my mind I lack the skills to deliver them You've got me feeling like the guest of honour at My own funeral, My own funeral I couldn't say a word You took it in turns to be heard While crawled back inside But I can hear her calling out to me, across the sea I know her name, I know her face and she is Dying to get out of me