If only you were a ship I'd sail the seven seas claiming all the land in the name of you and me,
we'd drift down the coast in search of a new life but all we'd find is gold just to misdirect our minds...
Don't say no, don't burn yourself alive,
won't you take one last breath and hold on tight,
when the clouds come rolling in to pour their summer tears, upon your burning skin I'll be waiting here.
If only I was a star sewn into the sky hanging from a thread that keeps you awake at night,
and when we would look up the fog would cover me,
hiding all that we share and all that we could be.
I'll be waiting here, I'll standing here, are you listening?
