If we could just get off the ground
We'd catch the ship in time
But why not give it a shot?
"I'll race you to the end!"
The golden sun cascades against the waves
Which crash on the shore so gently,
Like your lips on mine.
fingers tied in a knot
that I'd hate to unfurl
We lie there watching strangers
Look at us like we're the thing to see
Who needs the ocean when you've got us?
Here comes the rain,
To drench our hearts
In the richest of showers
We lied there for hours
But days could have passed
And I think we would have stayed.
What a beautiful day
With a beautiful girl.
Lucky I didn't have to go fishing
To get a catch like you.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
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