Lyrics Oceans - Miya Folick

Oceans

I am a writer and I’m gonna write
Gonna make myself a spirit of the night
I am a loser, I’ve already lost
So which thought is the truth and which is false?
You think that I was born to be
A tender rose beneath an oak tree
But I never loved roses
I think I should let myself breathe
I think I should leave myself be
To sleep and dream at the end of the day
I was talking in my sleep
I was talking to me
I said, «You're a coward»
She said, «Cowards are we»
There was blood between my eyes, I did not know
You wiped it away I said, «Let my wounds show»
You think that I was born to be
A gentle breeze above the dead sea
But I wanna be oceans
I think I should let myself breathe
I think I should leave myself be
To sleep in peace at the end of the day