الكلمات
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I was happy in the harbour when you cut me loose,
Floating on an ocean and confused,
Winds are whipping waves up like skyscapers,
And the harder they hit me, the less I seem to bruise.
And then I, find the controls,
I go where I like, I know where I want to be...
But maybe for now I'll stay right here...on a silent sea.
