Cathy Davey
Rubbish Ocean
I'm not ready, no noYou see my open mouthAnd all the words are comingJust let them tumble outWhere is my home?Where is my person?I'm not ready, no noI'm severed down the middleAnd somewhere over the rubbish seaIs the rest of meWhere is my home?Where is my person?And where do I go where I go?You're just a little bit of oceanBut oh, what a big deal you can beWell, I've tried and I've tried and I'm trying and I'm tired of tryingOh, what you doing to meCome over, come over the rubbish seaCome on and have me shelteredI'm getting rained on by a jealous cloudThat's following me where I go
From Letras Mania