I was the shore, and she was the wave;
And like them both only one of us could behave.
I was a dandy lion, and she was a rose;
For it matches the tint of her cheeks and the hue of her nose.
I'd give her a song, and she'd give a smile;
We then just stayed like that for a while.
I moved to slow, while she ran fast;
Now all I have are memories of a shaded past.
In the end I was the moon, she was the sun;
Apart forever and never to be one.
Jul 8, 2025
Jul 8, 2025 at 7:21 PM UTC
I was the shore, and she was the wave;
And like them both only one of us could behave.
I was a dandy lion, and she was a rose;
For it matches the tint of her cheeks and the hue of her nose.
I'd give her a song, and she'd give a smile;
We then just stayed like that for a while.
I moved to slow, while she ran fast;
Now all I have are memories of a shaded past.
In the end I was the moon, she was the sun;
Apart forever and never to be one.