Hope Sandoval & the Warm Inventions
Salt of the Sea
Sweet as you're near to me
Got it so clear to see
Held just like a moth to a tree
Waiting to fly round
The salt of the sea
A way to be
A way to be
A way to be
Unhappily
Said won’t you be too late
There’s a roaming sea to take
All the wild in the paths we've made
And all the moments you've been wise for me
Wise for me
Just for me
Unhappily
Sweet as you're near to me
Got it so clear to see
Held just like a moth to a tree
Waiting to fly round
The salt of the sea
The salt of the sea
The salt of the sea
The salt of the sea
The salt of the sea
The salt of the sea