They always say that when you're looking out at the ocean
Watching the waves crash against the shore,
The one person that you want there with you
To be able to feel the same thing you are,
Is the person you love the most.
Now I know that I'm fucked,
Because all I keep picturing is you here
On this balcony with me
Your strong arms holding me close,
As we look out at the Jamaican sunset together,
Watching the waves crash against the shore
I'll look into your blue eyes,
I'll see the ocean staring right back at me,
And I'll know that I'm home.
