The Tide (incomplete)

Here's to those long summer nights/ that we wasted away/ alone at the bay/ not knowing where/ we would lay the next day/ We cast our fears to the grave/ every time the tide would rise/ and when our bodies hit the waves/ our hearts were apprised of the love that we made/ As the tide retreated/ our hearts repleted/ and though our feelings have changed/ the memory remains the same/ You had your car/ and I had my pride/ We won't travel far/ to escape this divide

- afm