Olivia Olson - My Home, The Sea (feat. Anne McKee) Lyrics

I love my home and I love the sea
She knows who I am and she knows who I'll be
She carries me home when I'm tired and alone
And she's there when I need to be free

I sing to the fish and I sing to the sun
I sing to the hills and I sing to the stars
I sing to my love where he lies 'cross the sea
And she carries his voice back to me

Oh, this boy holds the mountains and trees in his eyes
I've seen the leaves fall when, in autumn, he cries
I've seen the wildfires when he looks straight at me
When he finds in my eyes the strong sea

Oh, those trees get blown down by the wind from the blue
And that wind fills my sails from the tack to the clew
I stray from the pines from the great granite stone
And I find myself quite alone

Oh, I'll go back home when I long for the sound
Of my mother's fire and my father's hope
I'll wait for my sisters to braid my hair
With the flowers of our dark island wood

And sometimes when the buttercups pour out their souls
I gather them up and I give them to a child
I whisper to them softly to show her the way
On the road through the wood to the sea

And I hope she'll look to her own island home
With a tear in her eye when she knows she must go
I hope she sings to her love and the sea
And I hope, a wildflower, she'll be