Conversion - Hanne Hukkelberg

The sea is like a neverending tune

And it comforts with its wave so pure

Comes in every corner of my body

And smiles and warmes

And it peels me with the sand

I wish i could convert to waves

And become the sea

Then i could clean you, clean you

Moments are scratching on my knee

I fight with the thoughts of fear

Fear for the loneliness i know

I’m alone as the sea

'Cause the pain you do in me

I wish i could convert to you

And you to the sea

«Clean me, clean me!»