Paroles: Edith Frost. Wash Of Water.

Tears are the ocean
The ocean is blood
A flood in our souls
And now you?ve washed me down again
Oh no

I started to twine
A line around you
It?s cut with every goodbye
With every time i?ve felt the wash of water
Hotter and hotter

Now i cry the ocean
And that?s where i?ll go
Until i run dry
Cause i?ll be tossed around again
Whoah oh

I started to tie
My knots around you
They?re cut with every goodbye
With every time i?ve felt the wash of water
Hotter and hotter

I started to twine
A line around you
It?s cut with every goodbye
With every time i?ve felt the wash of water
Hotter and hotter