As I look out into the sea,
and I sit,
I can not help to think,
what will I be without you?
Sometimes I look into your eyes,
I lose myself in thought,
and I will always wonder,
do you feel the same?
I write out my thoughts in the sand,
then the waves washed them away,
I am starting to think
it was a sign,
I should walk away.
As I look out into the sea,
and I sit,
I can not help to think,
what will I be without me?