Saltwater
I've got the clouds on a string, that I pull with my little finger elegantly
What is this, oh, what's that feeling on the breeze?
It feels like all my holidays when my father used to say, "Let's go down to the beach"
And we'd go down to the beach
My little sisters and me
Sometimes a man can feel like he is just a puppet, and the wind blows him here and blows him there
But when I kiss you, my dear, I feel like a buccaneer
And water makes its music everywhere
Saltwater, oh, how I miss your misty kisses
Saltwater, oh, what expressionless bliss
Is this?
Is this?
Is this?
Is this?
I've got the sky in my eyes, as I lie on my back in the deep blue sea (deep blue sea)
What is this, oh, what could this strange feeling be?
It feels like
It feels like
It feels like
I don't know what it feels like, but it feels right
Sometimes a man is like an ice cream in a desert, and he wonders what is it we seek?
Like water runs through your fingers, memories rise up from the deep
Saltwater, oh, how I miss your misty kisses
Saltwater, oh, what expressionless bliss
Is this?
Is this?
Is this?
Is this?
What is this, oh, what's that feeling on the breeze?
It feels like all my holidays when my father used to say, "Let's go down to the beach"
And we'd go down to the beach
My little sisters and me
Sometimes a man can feel like he is just a puppet, and the wind blows him here and blows him there
But when I kiss you, my dear, I feel like a buccaneer
And water makes its music everywhere
Saltwater, oh, how I miss your misty kisses
Saltwater, oh, what expressionless bliss
Is this?
Is this?
Is this?
Is this?
I've got the sky in my eyes, as I lie on my back in the deep blue sea (deep blue sea)
What is this, oh, what could this strange feeling be?
It feels like
It feels like
It feels like
I don't know what it feels like, but it feels right
Sometimes a man is like an ice cream in a desert, and he wonders what is it we seek?
Like water runs through your fingers, memories rise up from the deep
Saltwater, oh, how I miss your misty kisses
Saltwater, oh, what expressionless bliss
Is this?
Is this?
Is this?
Is this?
Credits
Writer(s): Henry James Angus
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