I'm standing on the headland
Looking out to sea
It's early in the morning
And life appeals to me

The breeze is slowly lifting
As the sun begins to rise
The ocean isn't talking
It's waiting in disguise

Birds are having breakfast
Along the rocky shore
The tide is running out
Their must be food galore

A million footprints lay
Dented in the sand
Leaving visions in my mind
Which way did they command

A lonely rumble is heard
High up in the sky
Heading out to the islands
As I search for my sigh

I'm standing on the headland
Looking out to sea
It's early in the morning
And life appeals to me .........