Bret Huotari- Oceans ( Original)

trying hard just to see what you mean
theres a park where I sit and listen to birds sing
let the sun illuminate, let the wind hit my skin
wonder if you and I will ever be again

were not separate from the ocean of the storm
will you surrender to know that part of me lives on
in the faces, in the places, in the moment,
the melody was born.