There's a drawing Painted on the sand It's the way your mind imagined us It's the way you had it planned Finally all in one place very near Only the tests of time will interfere You brought me here In a small canoe And told me things That only we knew Only we knew I'm feeling blue I wish you knew Our very own story Painted on white sand It's moments like this That may never become It's making me numb I replay it again and again To the point of pain But I nevеr complain It's a tiny split moment That we have hеre right now Looking at what it never became Again and again and again And again and again and again And again and again It's praying me again But I won't complain Painted on white sand My feet are sinking deep Into warm golden sand And we both know This is the end There's a drawing Painted on white sand It's moments like this That may never become It's making me numb I replay it again and again To the point of pain It's a tiny split moment That we have here right now Looking at what it never became Again and again and again And again and again and again And again and again Oh, as we stare At the crashing waves Reaching the shore It may just take one more Just one more To erase every trace And to mend all the pain in my brain For now together we stand In our very own memory land And pretend that it will never end Our very own story Painted on white sand