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The sea is like a neverending tune And it comforts with its wave so pure Comes in every corner of my body And smiles and warmes And it peels me with the sand I wish i could convert to waves And become the sea Then i could clean you, clean you Moments are scratching on my knee I fight with the thoughts of fear Fear for the loneliness i know I'm alone as the sea 'Cause the pain you do in me I wish i could convert to you And you to the sea Clean me, clean me! From Letras Mania