Lyric

Hair in the wind, salt on my lips

Foot on hot stone, my spirit slips

Fingers play slow, calling your name

You stand there silent, quiet, untamed

I strum soft notes just to reach you

Your bare name floats through the blue

Whispers brush skin like ocean spray

The sea chills you, wants you to stay

My hand it shakes, I hear a crack

Far away, an echo calls back

No one answers, I’m still here

Hoping you’ll come back near

My guitar’s got a life of its own

I sit and listen, it speaks alone

My guitar’s got a life of its own

But you don’t notice

My guitar’s got a life of its own

And my heart’s ready to go

The tide is rising, the sound beats on

We’re alone now — the night’s just begun

The city flickers behind us bright

Palm trees, tiles — sparks in the night

Circles dance beneath our feet

Whispering your name so sweet

I saw your face in the waves

Vanished before the chorus plays

La-la-la, I call the sea

La-la-la, it moves with me

My guitar’s got a life of its own

I sit and listen, it speaks alone

My guitar’s got a life of its own

But you don’t notice

My guitar’s got a life of its own

And my heart’s ready to go

(La-la-la, la-la)

[tentacles dance in delay]

(La-la-la, la-la)

Blue far away, white cracked wide

Everything spins on the wall inside

My finger searches for a way

In a sweet losing sway

The sea calls out, I remember

Strings brush silence, soft and tender

The moon, a watchful open eye

Watches — no words, no lie

I stay still, don’t hide away

Afraid, but diving deep to stay

Rising up inside my chest

The sound runs free — it’s at its best

My guitar’s got a life of its own

I sit and listen, it speaks alone

My guitar’s got a life of its own

But you don’t notice

My guitar’s got a life of its own

And my heart’s ready to go