Ocean Tidings
It's like I'm lost in an ocean
blue as can be
without a map in my hand
or a single home to call mine
I've been looking for answers
looking for what's true
but when I look for love
all I find is you
I'm crying myself to sleep
thinking about you
now I see I was a fool
to sail right away
but if I were to come back
if some how it were true
If I were looking for love
would I still find you?
Your sweek scarlet words
Kiss my cheeks and my ear
your velvet cover lines
fill my thoughts with fear
both cross the treasures spot
of a heart I'll never find
this in fact, I now know what's true
when I look for love
I'll never find you.
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