Sunscreen

The gold hairs on your face
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The gold glittering across your throat
While you're fast asleep
Laying on the concrete
We have a boardwalk
But not the beach
We're getting there
Smell the sunscreen on your skin
I know we're stretching this thin
Moved home middle of the winter
Frozen sand feels like pavement
We have a boardwalk
But not the beach
We're getting there
Waiting for the snow to melt
I didn't know that's how you felt
We're running out of time
Remember when you were mine
And I mean only mine
Now I'm waking up
Alone
No boardwalk
No beach
Smelling like yesterday's sunscreen



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Bourdages
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