The Line

She tried to bring joy upon my door
It was a kind I hadn't seen before
She insisted on staying behind the line
At first I thought this game would be fine

She brushed by me
And walked back
Her touch made me fall
In my tracks
But the line

She called me in the middle of the night
For some reason I couldn't hold her tight
She stepped back when I was awake
Unable to understand why she always breaks

Her way toward me
And walks back
Her touch makes me fall
In my tracks
But this line

She is the sea
And I am just a grain of sand
The moon brings her to me
And I try, I try to break through the line
And I try, I try to break through the line

She passes by, she passes by
I fight off the wind, I pretend not to think
Of winter-tide
Or should I dive?
'Cause once it freezes the line won't reach us
We'll be untied

She tried to bring joy upon my door
It was a kind I hadn't seen before
She stepped back when I was awake
Unable to understand why she always breaks

Her way towards me
And walks back
Her touch makes me fall
In my tracks
But this line

She's on the sea
And I'm still waiting on the sand
The tide brought her to me
While I tried, I tried to break through the line
While I tried, I tried to break through the shoreline