. And descend inside of you. Hello Seattle, I am a cold seahorse. Feeling warm in your sand. I sing about the tide and the ocean surf. Rolling in the evening breeze. Hello Seattle, I am an albatross. On
I've been alone with you, inside my mind. . And in my dreams I've kissed your lips, a thousand times. . I sometimes see you pass outside my door. . . Hello! . Isn't me you're looking for? . I can
