I conjure up my strength
To cross this Oceanz of, hurt and love
I, I am my own demons
I'm my own savior
I hold all the answers
I will rise above this Ocean
I will rise above this Ocean
Do you wanna call me lover
Or do you wanna call me friend
The choice is in your hands
Are we gonna sink or swim
I thought you were an island
In truth you're a mirage
I thought you were the sun
But you're a shooting star
I'm not, made of lead or gold
I won't, sink to the bottom of this love
I will rise above this Ocean
I'm not, made of lead or gold
I won't, sink to the bottom of this love
I will rise above this Ocean
I will rise above this Ocean
I will rise
I'm not, made of lead or gold
I won't, sink to the bottom of this love
I will rise above this Ocean
I'm not, made of lead or gold
I won't, sink to the bottom of this love
I will rise above this Ocean
Writer(s): Martijn Garritsen, Dewain Nevins Whitmore, Ilsey Juber, Giorgio H. Tuinfort, Khalid Robinson
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