Two tables away
Is like an entire ocean
I only have a small lifeboat to cross it
But I'm willing to try
I'll likely get washed over by shore
I'd hit my head against the tide
But you, I'd do it for
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Two tables away
Is as far as the grand canyon
I've only got a rope to cross it
But I'm willing to try
I might fall down on the way
I'd scrape my knee, you'd watch me bleed
Though I know you don't really like blood
So maybe it's not what we need
~
Point is, I'd do a lot for you
A lot of things so I could stay with you
But I'm starting to more than just suspect,
That you really do not want me to
~
You're the tide, I'm the shore
You take a piece of me with you every time you leave me
You own so much of me without even knowing
I'm the sand, you're the sea