Thought of your name
Etched in the sand
Eroded and permanent
Marked it again
Thought of the waves
The weight of my hand
Cutting them down
And then circling the sand
Dinner Walk by the repair bed We'll talk like we did that night
Where will we go from here?
Say something you regret You'll doubt it for the rest of your life
Where will we go from here?
Say something you regret You'll doubt it for the rest of your life
Dinner