Gasps of wind, ocean waves crashing along the shore line. Love so kind and tender, wee forget were wee are. So far apart can't think straight I'm lost with out you babe, that's why I procrastanate on our late night phone calls. You are my drug, my anesthetic, you're my high, you're my novacane, the only thing that keeps me sane. I'm sorry I can't do better but just know I'm trying for the better and brighter us. So please hush baby girl dont fight me tonight, just wrap your arms around me and hold me tight.