Seaside, Lowtide

Goodnight, goodbye
When he goes I always cry
Trickling from the corners of my eyes
It breaks in heat waves
Week holiday but never stay
Rainy seasons far too long to ride
Seaside, lowtide
Oceans rolling, glands subside
We secretly in bottled all the wine
It makes me nervous
The wind alone is not enough
I’m watching for a change now in the tide
It tastes like sunshine
Sweeter than the days fire
He patiently correct my oxford line
But since I know why
We haven’t conquered side by side
I’m watching for a change now in his eyes
Goodnight, goodbye
When he goes I’ll surely die
I’m watching for a change in his eyes
In his eyes, in his eyes