The Sea - Bernard Butler

This city’s come between us, our hopes and all our plans

They flew a line of banners that I don’t understand

So we shuffled slowly sideways-said we’d leave it all to chance

This city means more than just plans

I came across a photo-it fell into my hands

And there you stood before me-a model to my plans

So as though I’d always known you, I began to understand

That this city means more than I can

And I can hear you calling me to the sea

Oh I can hear you calling me

Right to the sea

This city’s come between us, our hopes and all our plans

It’s likely no-one's seen us swing the truth between our hands

And it may not hold you dearly, or make you feel romance

But this city means more than I can

This city means more than I can