I want my girl and I want the ocean
Her limbs to curl, the wave-like motion
I'm as blue as the sea that I'm longing to breathe in
She is the reason and the rhyme
And the stretching of time
I want my girl and I want the ocean
The skin, the salt, the arms, the open
She's as soft as the sea makes me want to believe
There is a reason and a rhyme
And the shrinking of time will soon make her minе
I've swung low, Iscariot
A bed below, a night to hold
I'vе swung low, Iscariot
A morning left with bitter sweat
I've swung low, Iscariot
Pleasure past, a scar to last
I've swung low, Iscariot
And I wanna go home
I wanna go home