Waiting for Wednesday - To the Sea

From a quiet place I watch the sun rise
No human eyes have seen it shine so bright
And though it can be dangerous I tell myself
I'd rather stay here until the night

There is no joy in being the prize
When the winner's eyes are hunter's eyes for sure
To the sea, to the sea, they never will send me
And I care for nothing else

Now my beauty and my pride they have left me
I carry with me only what I need
I have not friends for there is no one to trust out there
It is my right to life for which I bleed

There is no joy in being the prize
When the winner's eyes are hunter's eyes for sure
To the sea, to the sea, they never will send me
And I care for nothing else

Bless the world in all her beauty and her madness
Bless the world for never knowing the truth
Bless the people through their broken dreams and sadness
Free all heartache and pain and shake it loose

There is no joy in being the prize
When the winner's eyes are hunters eyes for sure
To the sea, to the sea, they never will send me
And I care for nothing else
And I care for nothing else
And I care for nothing else

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Waiting for Wednesday

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