You were riding the lightening
while I was chasing the waves  
drowning in my sympathies
assuming to have control of the ocean                      
     
             ocean once called misery                
I rose up from the waves when I saw your shimmery glow
I could have been burned
    but I didn't fall
We're flying above the ocean now
touching the skies
Turning kites into bluebirds,feeling the wind from within

I'm no longer chasing the waves,but your lightening still
shows me my way in the dark