One, two, three...
...counting out the signs we see...
...the tall buildings...fading in the distance only...
...dots on a map...
...four, five, six....
...the two of us a perfect fit ...
...you're all mine, all mine...
...and all I can say...
...is you blow me away...
...like an apple on a tree...
...hiding out behind the leaves...
...I was difficult to reach...
...but you picked me...
...like a shell upon a beach ...
...just another pretty piece...
...I was difficult to see...
...but you picked me...yeah you picked me...
...so softly rain against the windows...
...and the strong coffee...warming up my fingers...
...in this Fisherman's house...
...you got me...searched the sand...
...and climbed the tree...
...and brought me back down...
...and all I can say...
