Hey Maria, I've been thinking, been thinking bout moving.... far away cross the sea, maybe, somewhere cold and magnificent
hey Maria, I'm losing bits of myself to this tired place, I'm losing the taste and the hunger for some cold truth magnificent
you see here, this is my time and it's high time this bird flew the coop pulled his neck from the noose and set out upon those cold, cold north winds Maria, now it's high tide, time I untied and brought back that man that you thought a mystic so many moons ago
Hey Maria, I've been thinking, been thinking I'm afraid.... afraid of dying before I've made peace with the least thing I've done in my time so set yourself yeah, lets set sail.... for some cold, cold, cold, cold truth