I sit on the shore
and let the waves crash against my back
i gaze at the stars and make the same old
wish, if it were a love letter itd be tattered
around the edges from restless nights, if it
were a rose, it would be dry and fragile, if
it were a heart itd be full of hope and love
if it were the moon itd glow luminescently
bright night after night, but my wish isnt
any of those, its you and you are my rose
my moon, my love
