undertow

just another day on a desert isle, caught up in a dream when i caught her smile, drank her down fast and i felt it burn, i already knew that i'd never learn, she lingered in my thoughts and my memories, i wonder if she's remember me, i'm underwater and i'm dying slow, all because i can't let go, you know you can't fight the undertow, trying to figure out which way to go, it's starting to pull me under slow, i'm trying but i can't let go, cast another bottle from my lonely shore, can't remember who i'm writing for, she's walking through my dreams like a ghost at night, stay close to my camp fire light, 8 weeks of her in my life, she's aiming for my heart with her crooked knife, i know i should leave when the tide is low, but i just can't let go,