Warm Sand - Tina Dico

You held the door

Looking over your shoulder

Face to the floor

It was already over

They took a good look at you

They knew that you couldn’t follow through

Just stood there and laughed at you

What could I do?

Warm sand underneath my feet

No promises left for you to keep

Fortune smiling back at me

Forgetting the things that couldn’t be

I pulled at your dress

But you took no notice

You left me to guess

Your desperate motives

Left here as unfamiliar eyes

Held you and pushed me aside

Aching with blame I

Watched from inside

Warm sand underneath my feet

No promises left for you to keep

Fortune smiling back at me

Forgetting the things that couldn’t be

The things that might have been

The things that should have been

It’s all Id ever dream of

It’s all Id ever hope to touch whenever I’d reach out

Warm sand underneath my feet

No promises left for you to keep

Fortune smiling back at me

Forgetting

Warm sand underneath my feet

No promises left for you to keep

Fortune smiling back at me

Forgetting the things that could have been

The things that might have been

The things that should have been