Like a current you
slowly consume me but then eventually the feeling leaves me, as I watch you slowly
drift away. Its then I pray that you come back to me. That you might stay. Each moment that passes
leaves me a little more hopeful, a little more faithful. I’m drowning by your
love.
Feels like I’m waking
up on the shoreline revived and feeling alive. Who would have ever thought that
even after the storm inside my head, you would still be here being the one to
save me.
You were saved by a miracle,
but I insist there was an angel that there was an angel that saved my life instead.
Trying to convince me that it could not be because I was not awake to see, if they
were only me then maybe they’d finally see.
Like the coming current
touching the last bit of dry sand on the beach, that’s like you finally
reaching me. And when the moments come when I feel you were meant for me, and
then it slowly turns from me, I always pray for you to come back to me.
Feels like I’m waking
up on the shoreline, revived and I feel alive. Who would have thought the angel
from my dream would be the one to save me, and bring me back to shore. Somehow,
I’ve always known you would get me threw the storm.
Promise me, you won’t
give up, that you won’t let go. Because you keep coming back to me, like the
wave that always touches shore. You’re the wave inside that stayed even after
the hurricane. Dreaming as I see the most beautiful sun sets on the beach,
thinking of forever and always.
Promise me you’ll
always be there to save me, even when the world calls us crazy. I know you will
always be here. I promise you, I will always keep you close to my heart. Keep you
afloat when the waters become ruff. I
don’t have a doubt that eventually reach the last dry patch of dry sand, because
you know that’s where I’ll be.