The beach is one of my favorite places pt. 2
I know you don’t really like hot weather
But I’d still like to drag you to California
Imagine us sitting and digging our toes in the sand
I can already see the dark waters that scare me to death
As long as you’re here, I won’t drown
You keep the best of me from drifting away
And disappearing with the foam
Maybe I’ll even pick up a seashell
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