Sea Swells and Distant Squalls
Rosie Cuckston
I know a place, a beautiful palce
Where the moon kisses the sea
In nighttime embrace
Forever and ever
And there I'll let the warm salt tongue
Of the sea, wash over me, wash over me
Wash over me
There's the scent of flowers
That bloom in the night
Dropping their petals in the silver light
Forever and ever
You can hear the secret
Of the shell, as it whispers to you
As it can tell
How a distant squall becomes a
Gentle sea swell
Sea swell