Ariel:
Ah, alone in my secret grotto at last. I wonder if the girl who wrote to me has a place where she can go to think? And dream?
There is a special place where only I can go
When life gets confusing there's a certain place I know
Filled with wishes and my favourite things
I can wile away the hours in sweet imaginings
Secret treasures I keep in my room in the sea
I can dream all my dreams in my room in the sea
In my room in the sea
I look into the mirror and wonder who I'll be
I read of far-off places and it brings the world to me
And in my diary I write my feelings down
While listening to the music from a seashell that I found
Secret treasures I keep in my room in the sea
I can dream all my dreams in my room in the sea
In my room in the sea
In my room in the sea
I love to bead white pearls, weave them through my hair
Listen to the waves, they wash away my cares
It's so easy to let go 'cos my room is my home
Secret treasures I keep in my room in the sea
I can dream all my dreams in my room in the sea
In my room in the sea
In my room in the sea
In my room in the sea
(In my room in the sea)
In my room in the sea
(In my room in the sea)
In my room in the sea...
