Made a promise
To a good man

Threw his heart across
My left hand

Throwing rice
tomato soup can

Time is ticking
Fast like quicksand

Keep on counting
Many moons stand

waves come crashing
Sending new sand

Press across entire

Here we are
Collecting quicksand

Adjusting tides
For many moons and

Look along
Wherever we stand

Stars are shiny
Like my left hand

Keep on smiling
Like we did then

White and pearly
With my best friend

Keeping happy
While we withstand

Returning sly
Proper decisions

Buckled knees
Arrest to deep ends