the sand loves the beaches
the way the sky loves the sun
i love you and me toqether
but it seems like that day will never come
show me the way to your heart
and ill be at the end of the trail waiting forever
you see me as a priceless stone
a diamond in the rough not to be mistaken
a young girl lost in a crowd waiting to be noticed by him
but short minds and short skirts has overtaken
the waves and high tides ran across the ocean
dark clouds filled the sky with rain
he refuses to take notice of whats infront of him
so there still patiently she remains
days, weeks, months pass by
hoping they will meet face to face
little does she know
only stones he can afford to play with
since diamonds are such an expensive taste
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