There was a girl upon a cliff
That lead a simple life.
She had sea salt in her hair and a longing in her heart.
She watched, she watched, she watched the bay
On every springtime day.
She lived all year round on that cliff
But her heart was set elsewhere:
She wanted the vast world around and some distant shore to see.
She went, she went, she went away
on a glorious summer day.
She spent her days and her nights
Just walking on and on,
The road was long, the time forlon but she always kept her pace.