tell me what your feelin
tell me how to cope with it

call on u
calling me out too
forward in the sun
the wind blowing
in our faces
waves are still crashing
back home

tell me
lack of communication
no motivation
complications

sleeping in hotel rooms
you won't find me there

why won't you tell me

tell me
keeping me close

coming down
the guitar strums

eyes gently closed

we'll become ourselves
through each other