Whale Bones - Secret & Whisper

I was born to a very simple family

We would scrape and save to rebuild our name

I met a girl who believes in me

And I believe in her

And it’s only on Thursday morning

We sail away!

Do you hate the feeling of life on the open sea?

The wood is rotting underneath

Does the salty breeze trigger your memory

Of whale bones and coming home?

Do you hear it?

The sea is calling

'Cause these hands were meant to retrieve the net

My breath grows tighter and tighter

When I think of you!

You better keep your hands off my lady…

Do you hate the feeling of life on the open sea?

The wood is rotting underneath

Does the salty breeze trigger your memory

Of whale bones and coming home?

Of whale bones and coming home…

We will have to burn some time

For the holidays

We will swim with ocean life

And the manta rays

We have waited all our lives

For these golden days

We will have to burn some time

For the holidays

We will swim with ocean life

And the manta rays

We have waited all our lives

For these golden days