Hey Maria, I've been thinking,nbeen thinking bout moving.... far awayncross the sea, maybe, somewhere cold and magnificentnnhey Maria, I'm losing bits of myself to this tired place,nI'm losing the taste and the hunger for some cold truth magnificentnnyou see here, this is my timenand it's high time this bird flew the coopnpulled his neck from the noose and set out upon thosencold, cold north winds Maria,nnow it's high tide, time I untied and brought back that mannthat you thought a mystic so many moons agonnHey Maria, I've been thinking,nbeen thinking I'm afraid.... afraid of dyingnbefore I've made peace with the least thing I've done in my timenso set yourself yeah, lets set sail....nfor some cold, cold, cold, cold truthnn(chorus)