laying in the sand
face first in the water
i see you in my sleep
mabye you'll be here tomorrow
the dephts are at my feet
to wash away my sorrow
the pressures crushing me
maybe your love will set me free
Go meet me at the shore
show there could be much more
the tide is rising as we sit down the pier
when your ready to leave this town the waves will and we will disapear
Sep 7, 2013
Sep 7, 2013 at 2:25 PM UTC
laying in the sand
face first in the water
i see you in my sleep
mabye you'll be here tomorrow
the dephts are at my feet
to wash away my sorrow
the pressures crushing me
maybe your love will set me free
Go meet me at the shore
show there could be much more
the tide is rising as we sit down the pier
when your ready to leave this town the waves will and we will disapear
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