Oh woman of the sea
What should I be
Should I be sparkling
Should I be shining
Or just a big mass of water curling and unwinding
Should I warm fledglings hearts
Or should I let continents drift apart
Should I be part of natures symphony
An orchestra
Or my own sweet melody
Should I be a place where couples tend to stroll
Or should I be a place of freedom
A place to unfold
Should I be the one to put sailors to sleep
Or should I be a refuse heap
Oh woman of the sea
What should I be
Oh woman of the sea
This is me
I am a dark blue twisted endless mystery untold
For I am not sweet nor salty but cold
