in the arms of the ocean

Only tending to half of a garden might seem peculiar
But all my dreams have been filled with a longing for nothing, for nothing

What do you want, why do you want it
What do you want, why do you want it
What do you want, why do you want it
What do you want

All I am, in the arms of the ocean
And all I need is right in front of me
And I need you, and I need you
And I need you, and I need you

Death and all its earthbound love is the soil that keeps us young
And all it's guarding is innocence left in the forest, in the forest

What do you want, why do you want it
What do you want, why do you want it
What do you want, why do you want it
What do you want

All I am, in the arms of the ocean
And all I need is right in front of me
And I need you, and I need you
And I need you, and I need you