Sitting and reflecting, I see you smiling
The sky above the treetops, there we would stop
Where the water falls and flows by your door
Outside the war
Picture this painting, some friends from a dream
Light brushstrokes shows the sun on their cheeks
You make sure to open and feel so much more
Outside the war
The myths of our freedom, follow me home
Like the shadow of someone I've yet to know
Still we stand where the ocean meets the shore
Outside the war
