it feels like we've been out at sea. so back and forth that's how it seems. when i want to talk, you say to me "it it's meant to be, it'll be." you've got me out here in the water and i'm overboard and i need your love, to pull me up. i can't swim on my own, it's too much. feels like i'm drowning without your love, so throw yourself out to me, my life saver.


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