I found a shell with a trace of blue
Pressed to my ear and heard of you
Soft and slow, the tide replied
Of all the times you stayed inside
Even waves remember love
Drifting slow from up above
Seashell letters from the deep
Words you left for me to keep
Every echo, every line
Sings that your heart touches mine
We don’t need a single page
The ocean hums it all with age
Pressed to my ear and heard of you
Soft and slow, the tide replied
Of all the times you stayed inside
Even waves remember love
Drifting slow from up above
Seashell letters from the deep
Words you left for me to keep
Every echo, every line
Sings that your heart touches mine
We don’t need a single page
The ocean hums it all with age