Do you remember sailing on that dark and stormy sea?
The salty water covered you like a blanket with every breaking wave.
That's when you found me. Or I guess I found you.
You saw me shining while you were on that dark and stormy sea.
I loomed over the coast, illuminating what I could.
There I was, love, your lighthouse. Your savior.
I thought I could be your home.
But I showed you my treacherous rocks. That deceiving beach I called my own.
I was your lighthouse. And I did my job.
We both knew you wouldn't crash your boat and drown in my twisted love.
And so I watched you sail away on that dark and stormy sea.
Away from certain death, that salty water covering you like a blanket with every breaking wave.
So here I wait, burning brightly and searching always, my head on a swivel.
Pouring my light out on that dark and stormy sea.
Searching only for you.
Mar 18, 2015
Mar 18, 2015 at 5:10 PM UTC
Do you remember sailing on that dark and stormy sea?
The salty water covered you like a blanket with every breaking wave.
That's when you found me. Or I guess I found you.
You saw me shining while you were on that dark and stormy sea.
I loomed over the coast, illuminating what I could.
There I was, love, your lighthouse. Your savior.
I thought I could be your home.
But I showed you my treacherous rocks. That deceiving beach I called my own.
I was your lighthouse. And I did my job.
We both knew you wouldn't crash your boat and drown in my twisted love.
And so I watched you sail away on that dark and stormy sea.
Away from certain death, that salty water covering you like a blanket with every breaking wave.
So here I wait, burning brightly and searching always, my head on a swivel.
Pouring my light out on that dark and stormy sea.
Searching only for you.
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