Look for me
Where the wild daisies grow
Above ocean's shore,
Where the driftwood's piled high
From a hundred winter storms,
And the sea birds soar
Against a summer sky.
Look for me
Where the coast redwoods tower
In the cool, foggy mists,
Where the sword ferns lushly grow
And brush my cheek when
I walk by,
And a soul can live forever,
Feeling free,
Feeling free.
Feeling free.
