I WISH I KNEW WHAT TO SAY (D G D F# F# D, capo 3)
The day got away from us. Too thick to swim through.
Heavy. My legs burn. Is my face red? Yours is.
Quickly we run across the sand. Watching as the waves size us up. I wish I knew what to say.
The night crept up on us. How could I have known what to do?
It’s today now and it’s hot again. But it’s not the same. Nothing is.
I stayed up most of the night. Watching the full moon unfurl. A sliver of light crawling across our bed.
And now I know exactly what to say. But I’m afraid it’s a little too late. And you’re already up and gone to work.
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