Since you said you love the beach,
I've been jealous of the ocean,
Wishing I could be the waves,
Causing all your sweet commotion.
If I could be the seashells,
I'd whisper in your ear,
All the little secrets,
Only you would ever hear.
I'd turn into a playful crab,
And scuttle by your feet,
Just to make you laugh out loud,
In the summer's sticky heat.
I’d be the sandcastle you build,
With towers tall and grand,
Only to get washed away,
So I can again hold your hand.
I'd transform into the beach ball,
That you toss up in the air,
Just to be the thing you catch,
Showing you how much I care.
I’d become a playful dolphin,
Dancing in the waves,
Leaping high as I spin,
In joyful, splashy raves.
I'd be the footprints in the sand,
That follow where you tread,
A playful partner at your stand,
In every step you’ve led.
As night comes, I'll be the moon,
So celestial and true,
Forever orbiting your world
Hopelessly in love with you.
