Houses float in Manitoba
Oh, the shore is so much older
Ahh, I've come, you'll come
When you see streams of boulders
Higher hills from higher molders
You sung too soon
She's been calling me here
I cannot see
I cannot hear
So come to me
No outside
When we came for summer breathing
I saw nothing so I was leaving
You go, I'll go
Shame you saw tides of turning
Torn and tremblin', tossed and torn
I've said I've saw
Come to shy to live here
I cannot hide when you're outside
And hope so out hide to the streets