I sit down in a chair
Both stylish and antique
I look around the room
And stare
Out into the ocean air

The waves are moving mystically
While the birds are singing rhythmically
I sit in the ocean sand
Wishing I wasn’t bound to land
Out in the ocean air

Sand is slipping through my fingers
While I see jellyfish without stingers
I think about the ocean out there
Out in the ocean air

I see the sun shining bright
The moon reflecting its glorious light
The sun is setting
The moon rising without a care
Out in the ocean air

The stars create a picture I want to keep
As I start fall asleep
I sit back down in the chair
Out in the ocean air

I feel a breeze
And set down my keys
Kneel down on my knees
And look up too whoevers up their
Out in the ocean air

I get up and go to my bed
And lay down my head
I only get up to open the window
To see the moon the lonely widow
Out in the ocean air