With all your gills in 4/4 time
In solid salt water gulps you
breathe your way back to me
Write to make up for lost time
We sit so close but we leave our hearts alone
and I wonder
does it show
I'll never be as good at me as you
We walk through the parking lots
and then sit and talk
You count in time to keep from
keeping up with me
Out of reach
I'll never be as good at me as you
and if it's got to me sometime
it might as well be tonight
and if the words cannot be mine
then I'll lie and say you're right
In solid salt water gulps you
breathe your way back to me
Write to make up for lost time
We sit so close but we leave our hearts alone
and I wonder
does it show
I'll never be as good at me as you
We walk through the parking lots
and then sit and talk
You count in time to keep from
keeping up with me
Out of reach
I'll never be as good at me as you
and if it's got to me sometime
it might as well be tonight
and if the words cannot be mine
then I'll lie and say you're right