Sand
There's a drawing
Painted on the sand
It's the way your mind imagined us
It's the way you had it planned
Finally all in one place very near
Only the tests of time will interfere
You brought me here
In a small canoe
And told me things
That only we knew
Only we knew
I'm feeling blue
I wish you knew
Our very own story
Painted on white sand
It's moments like this
That may never become
It's making me numb
I replay it again and again
To the point of pain
But I nevеr complain
It's a tiny split moment
That we have hеre right now
Looking at what it never became
Again and again and again
And again and again and again
And again and again
It's praying me again
But I won't complain
Painted on white sand
My feet are sinking deep
Into warm golden sand
And we both know
This is the end
There's a drawing
Painted on white sand
It's moments like this
That may never become
It's making me numb
I replay it again and again
To the point of pain
It's a tiny split moment
That we have here right now
Looking at what it never became
Again and again and again
And again and again and again
And again and again
Oh, as we stare
At the crashing waves
Reaching the shore
It may just take one more
Just one more
To erase every trace
And to mend all the pain in my brain
For now together we stand
In our very own memory land
And pretend that it will never end
Our very own story
Painted on white sand
Painted on the sand
It's the way your mind imagined us
It's the way you had it planned
Finally all in one place very near
Only the tests of time will interfere
You brought me here
In a small canoe
And told me things
That only we knew
Only we knew
I'm feeling blue
I wish you knew
Our very own story
Painted on white sand
It's moments like this
That may never become
It's making me numb
I replay it again and again
To the point of pain
But I nevеr complain
It's a tiny split moment
That we have hеre right now
Looking at what it never became
Again and again and again
And again and again and again
And again and again
It's praying me again
But I won't complain
Painted on white sand
My feet are sinking deep
Into warm golden sand
And we both know
This is the end
There's a drawing
Painted on white sand
It's moments like this
That may never become
It's making me numb
I replay it again and again
To the point of pain
It's a tiny split moment
That we have here right now
Looking at what it never became
Again and again and again
And again and again and again
And again and again
Oh, as we stare
At the crashing waves
Reaching the shore
It may just take one more
Just one more
To erase every trace
And to mend all the pain in my brain
For now together we stand
In our very own memory land
And pretend that it will never end
Our very own story
Painted on white sand
Credits
Writer(s): Christoffer Berg, Martina Topley Bird, Natasha Graham
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