Stick like glue
I'll stick to you!
Like the gentle thrashing of the waves returning to the sand
With truth they keep returning, and washing on the land.
The truth in those waves is mine with your hand.
I'll stick with you
And like the waves, remain true
For my melancholy tide
Only rests within you
My tears became an ocean, whick now sees only you.
Or perhaps I am the sand,
Sadness as multiple as the grains
I will slip through the fingers and I'm weakened when it rains.
But you, as the sea, will come to compfort me
And in returning everytime, stay true to me.
As the waves, you are true
sticking to me, as you stick like glue!
