The Ocean

(Beverley Martyn)



Saw the ocean, said of it, nothing's bigger than this

Took the sea flowers from the sand, held the shells in my hand

Really need a, really need a friend, oh, let the sea my troubles mend

Let the sea, let the sea, let the sea my troubles mend.



Let the wind blow through my hair, a speck of dust standing there

Yes, I saw the ocean, said of it, nothing's bigger than this

Really need a, really need a friend, oh, let the sea my troubles mend

Let the sea, let the sea, let the sea my troubles mend.