Beads of sweat form on you brow
As you power through you're serve...

If you were my prince charming,
And I your maiden so fair...

The melody, I cannot hear.
The whole thing just seems so unclear...

I know that I've changed,
Though I feel like I haven't...

Pendulous branches shelter me
as spring's rain falls so softly...

*I wrote this one day at the beach. Please...
I love the shore with its golden sands...

You're a hardcore vegitarian,
You thrift shop for girls jeans...

Like the rhythmic breaking of the waves,
you wash away my woes...

Hours spent in solitude
add up to nothing...