The ocean will have her way,
Ride the lands,
Taking a faint hint of joy away.
Smiling her smile,
Waving that hand,
A sly women with control over all.
Seeking truth,
yet telling lies.
Always sad in her waves,
But warm in her embrace.
Oh sweet ocean,
Where are you going today?
Will you come back again.
I will wait sweet sea,
The day you blow back to me.