Watery Hands

When you leave this coast
Take me with you
Cause I can't live with your ghost
She's too much like you
She's building pyramids in water skis
But we both know that I've got bad knees
Some tricks i won't do
So I'm swimming back to you

Soaking wet
And fully intercoastal
But I still can't forget
Your farewell toast
You were down on the beach
With bright red knees
And when you dropped anchor
You dropped me
Now my flag flies blue
So I'm swimming back to you

You're made of water
I'm made of sand
Don't grit your teeth
Just let me kiss your
Watery hands

Stop washing me away