I am living underwater
I am wishing that the tide would push me onto the shore, but
I am made of shells and matter
I keep getting pulled in further--rushed about in the undertow.

And you come walking by.
Digging toes into the sandy beach, skipping stones across the brine.
And you say maybe this time
You'll make it to the surface and swim up to the shoreline.

How long? I wanted...
How long have I wanted this.

Each time I set in motion
Bubbling up the same strange sensation I've been here before, but
Then I look to the horizon
And I see your face approaching; I'm reminded why the ocean loves the shore.

And you start laughing.
Like you see through my fluttering charms, arms thrown up on high.
And you say maybe this time
You'll make it to the surface and touch the sky.

How long? I wanted...
How long have I wanted

This forecast's calling for storms
Gotta keep from going under.
Rolling in waves at full force
I'll be shaking with the thunder,
Shaking with the thunder,
Shaking with the thunder.

And you start laughing.
Cause you see through my fluttering charms, arms stretched up on high.
And you say maybe this time, girl
Not only could you learn to swim, but you can fly.

How long? I wanted...
How long have I wanted...this.

And you come walking by
Digging toes and skipping stones.
And you come walking by...