A place where all you can see; is the sea

You can see Daytona Beach in the morning

 But right now it's the afternoon

Harbour of Folkestone

Jamaica. Where would you rather be?

At the edge of the world, your never going home

When It's dark; I never come out to play

The dark's not blind to beauty

Lights will guide you home

If you look hard enough; you'll find it

The trees will take me there

Ducks blatantly don't care

 Everything has to fall at some point

A secret place, where I can't be found

 This field has grown to the shape of my heart

You may be a d*ck but you have a nice hand

Walking miles in the rain; It's Thursday again

You could never be too big for your boots

If you try, you can go as far as you wish

A distant home, takes a while to get to

If you'll be mine, I'll be your flower too