Searching the sea

The crazy things we do for the ones we love.

Across the sea of society,
There sits my love awaiting me,
Though their waves of tradition try to tear us apart,
I will search for her with all of my beating heart,
Though the salt may burn the cuts their judgments have made,
I'll sail the whole sea, till the world begins to fade
Just to catch a glimpse of my lover and all that she may be
All her good,her bad, and even her crazy,
I'd give up the whole world and all that may amaze
Just to get lost for a moment in her emerald gaze
So though the waves may be rough and death may be nigh
I'd give it all away just for her to pass by