Well, I read the words you wrote
Like a rope around my neck
If I ran, I’d lose your vote
Maybe I should hit the deck.
Do I dare to cross your moat,
And salvage this old shipwreck?
Well, the dead are speaking here
Through the things they’ve left behind
In a letter inked in tears and emotion
Stamped and signed.
The messages aren’t always clear
But diamonds inside you’ll find.
Spending half the time
Holding onto “what is mine”
But there’s enough space and time
To go around
What goes around
Comes around.
It’s coming around
It’s coming around.
Love’s a cup that’s always full
But with you, I’m not so sure
A relentless push and pull
While we look for what’s still pure.
Maybe we’ll find a time capsule
And welcome it to the future!
Spending half the time
Holding onto “what is mine”
But there’s enough space and time
To go around
What goes around
Comes around.
It’s coming around
It’s coming around.
Now I need your antidote
Only you can write that check
Do you dare to cross my moat,
And salvage this old shipwreck?!
