Ocean Quilt Lady

Ocean quilt lady

It's she who sells the shells

And they sing

Summer is the best time to make a baby

But autumn is the master for making changes

So, open the windows

Let in the pastel skies

She's been waiting to sweep out

The smell of parties

Blow away the dust from your head

Ocean quilt lady

It's she who sells the shells

And they sing

Summer is the best time to make a baby

But autumn is the master of change

So, if you're feelin' blue

What would the ocean quilt lady do?

Sew in the clouds and ask them to blow through