Three months is too long
to hold onto hope,
But here I am clutching it in my fist
like it's my very will to live.
I need to set it free,
I'll watch it fly across the sky,
Wings soaring high
like the love we never shared.
And if I need to get some closure,
The hope will still be there,
Because hope can never leave
even if you've set it free.
I'll hold onto those silver linings
like I've done my entire life,
Something new might be blooming,
And maybe this hope won't die.
We run back to your house,
The lights are still on,
And they cover your freckled face,
Like it's the sun.
The grass brushes our feet,
And the wind catches in your hair,
We sit out on the sand,
The fog covers the sky,
And blankets the world,
Like a shield.
The waves nip at our feet,
The water's cold
But I'm warm because you hold my hand,
We stand on the dock,
The sun has set,
But I can see your happiness
Even in the dead of night.
The streetlight's on,
The metal is all rusted
And covered in salt,
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