I long to see that surging ocean
Of grasses in the breeze,
I long to hear the gentle winds
Wash o’er the emerald seas.
I long to gaze across the world
And see where sky meets earth,
I long to breathe the moving air,
That gives my life rebirth.
I long to be on this pleasant sea,
The true pacific calm,
I long to ride the waves of grass,
Where a prairie heart is home.