Salty Seas nnI'm not saying thatnI felt like you carednI'm not saying thatnI want to go backnnThe salty sea behind the eyesnand it's the tearsnthat come and make me crynthe falling leaf that never triesnto hold on to whatnkeeps it alivennI was so greennnothing could touch menI'm not saying thatnthis is good or badnI'm not saying thatnI wanna gonnThe salty sea behind the eyesnand it's the tearsnthat come and make me crynthe falling leaf that never triesnto hold on to what nkeeps it alivennthe summer dream behind the eyenand it's the sleep that makes me alive nthe sudden ease when you arrivenand it's you nthat makes me trynn