Even though we don't meet that often,
I'm always thinking of the good times.
Distant over sea, a long swim to reach
What I want.
Since you've left,
I've been so blue, missing you.
Everyday I think,
Why did you leave?
When you knew I cared,
And thought so much about this friendship.
I'd do anything to reach you,
I want to fly back into your arms.
High tide, slowly fading into,
The ever-flowing waters.
I don't want to conceal anymore,
It makes me so down with things.
Reaching out to hold your hand,
Back to where I belong.
