God, she’s so pretty,

Flowers hovering around her,

Begging for her warmth 

She’s so kind,

So nice,

It’s not her fault

I have to beg

Her and her sunshine hair,

She’s so nice,

So kind,

I wish her eyes could forever be my favorite color,

Not that I don’t get tangled in those

Ocean blues

I run down to the beach and cry

Cry into the night

Because the ocean,

The ocean comes back to you

I wish she could come back too,

Her and her sunshine hair

Her hand was warm in mine,

Fingers soft to the touch,

Warming my winter soul

Feet digging deep into the sand

Where we carved our names

And dug a hole

So we could escape the word,

But never the heat,

But never the sents and the sea

But never my sunshine girl,

Please, let me out,

You and your sunshine hair