Heart of the Ocean
Lost in the Atlantic is the love story that everyone wants to live
Lost in her blue eyes was the first time he truly lived
Making everyday count is what inspired them both
Being guided by the stars was what gave them both comfort
In the flare of hope, were the dreams he saw for them all
Little did he know, she was the only one to live them all
The last sketch, she was for him
The last kiss he ever had
In the middle of morse codes was where they bid their adieu
In the middle of the deep is where his soul rest
All she carried with her were the silly laughs in the heart of the ocean
All she cherished was the sweet recollection of the 1912 Coupe de Ville in the accommodation
His name she mentioned 85 years later
His name she took 85 years before
After all, le Coeur d’une femme est un océan de secret
Soumayyah Gaujee