The Only Place

So I wrote you this letter explaining the ocean of you. How we departed into the waters of the unknown. The open blue. Well, I was anchored I was hidden down. I was swaying but I was sound about the truth. And you were floating on the dancing shattered impression of the moon. Oh, describe to me that feeling of breathing In and seeing the only place you've ever loved. I know 'cause I've been sinking into the depths Of you from being the only thing I can think of. I can't ask the ocean of you.