You ear it from blue sea 
It's a cry of joy 
You don't care what waves have to tell 
They could drive you away 
You want to smile with them 
You got nothing to lose 
You feel, so, alive 
Cold water on your feet 
Just washing out mistakes 
In times, of need [bad word]  please, dance me to the end of trouble's coil 
Wet my lips with shining sand and wishful speech. 
Catch me, catch me if you can, along the shore 
On the water front-we are-wed by the sea 
You try to smile with care 
I got something to lose 
We feel, so, alive 
If [bad word] crashing down 
You hold me up so high 
It's time, of need 
But 'it's time to share the [bad word] 
Nothing here 
Will be the same 
Love will wash this all away 
We'll be strong (enough) to survive.