Lyrics: Nicole Zuraitis
Music: Nicole Zuraitis
Two fish dove to the bottom of the sea
Eager to share their loves journey
Two fish rushed into the ocean deep
The further they went, their bond grew dramatically
So large it grew, and suddenly they knew
Nevermore could they venture above
Their mouths never weary, or ears tired of hearing,
How great, the depth of their love.
Then one fish turned and said with glee
"If I could tell the loving
Sea how it felt when you looked at me,
She'd leave her shores, her breezes
Leave her shells and beaches leanerseus and be trulls,
Following to the bottom of the sea
Maybe those two fishes would soon become three!
Three, or four, if push comes to shove...
Always remembering that shore above.
Their mouths never weary
Or ears tired of hearing
"how great, the depth of their love".
Then one fish turned and said with glee
"If I could tell the loving
Sea how it felt when you looked at me,
She'd leave her shores, her breezes
Leave her shells and beaches leanerseus and be trulls,
Following to the bottom of the sea
Maybe those two fishes would soon become three!
Three, or four, if push comes to shove...
Always remembering that shore above.
Their mouths never weary
Or ears tired of hearing
"how great, the depth of their love".