Where is the ocean we were promised to see, 
where is the water they said would be sweet, 
who said it's dreams that we need 
and who said it's worthless what we dream. 
We paint new worlds we never saw, 
we write lines unread before, 
sing melodies without sheets, 
can't we live life born from these dreams?

´Cause our head can be the ocean and we are the boat, 
set sails for new directions nobody knows.
And you say you know and you've read those things about 
how they saw that someone heard 
how it must be, oh it must feel like something, you're not sure
It's all worthless, it's all worthless you know! 
You're the vessel that has never felt water on its bow. 

It is dark out there, unexpected, and yet somehow familiar. 
The water is only as deep as our wishes and the boat only as strong as our will. 
We choose the kind of our travel, knowing 
that discoverers discover, after all landmarks got out of sight.

We are the ocean we were promised to see! 
We are the water we will drink, ´cause it's sweet! 
We know, we know, it is dreams that we need! 
It's all worthless, all worthless, if you have never dreamed!