“Salty”
Well I am like the south wind
I think I’m gonna blow away
Down under ground
Is where I reach my hand
Maybe if I hide
Beneath a rock
I won’t get caught up
In the whirling wind
Maybe if I
Don’t even start
It won’t go bad
Or have to end

Well my feet are on the doorstep
My heads on the back of a train
I’m wishing and wanting and wishing for
The man , the man the man the man

Trickle the tears go down my eyes
Fill me up my bottle
Trickle the tears go down my eyes
Just a little more salty water
Just a little more salty water
Repeat song

©2011 Kai Botak