My Seashell

"My life is meaningless."



They smell the same,look the same.
Forgettable, replaceable,collectible.

Yes, I know!

But he's not another seashell on the seashore.
Unexplainable, wonderful, rough on the outside.

Mine to carry home, mine to hold.
I'll tell my mother what I've found.

He's not another seashell on the seashore.
I'll show him how I've fallen so deeply in love.

His heart against mine

Moments of tenderness you do not know.
Oh, I taste them in a single kiss.

Moments of calm you do not know.
Oh, I feel them in his bleeding arms.

Moments of sanity you do not know.
Oh, I see them in his star-shaped eyes.

Moments of faith you do not know,
Oh, I feel them in his lonely heart.

His heart against mine.

Moments you do not know.
Oh, I'll die knowing I've loved,
for the very first time,
for the very last time.