Saltwater

I've got the clouds on a string

That I pull with my little finger elegantly

What is this oh what could this strange feeling be

It feels like all my holidays when my father used to say:

'Let's go down to the beach'

And we'd go down to the beach

My little sisters and me

Sometimes a man can feel like he is just a puppet

And the wind blows him here and blows him there

But when I kiss you my dear

I feel like a buccaneer

And water makes it's music everywhere

Saltwater

Oh how I miss your misty kisses

Saltwater

Oh what expression is this

Is this?

I've got the sky in my eyes

As I lie on my back in the deep blue sea

What is this oh what could this strange feeling be?

It feels like:

It feels like:

It feels like:

I don't know what it feels like

But it feels right

Sometimes a man is like an icecream in a desert

And he wonders what is it we seek?

Like water runs through your fingers

Memories rise up from the deep.