Watching Terns

Watching terns taking turns Taking dives Down into the lapping tide Shaking sand from your hair Shaking hands With your dad by your side We’ve made our fair share Of mistakes, but I don’t care Just give this a chance At last, or at least once more Sleepy eyes suit you well Hold your breath between New Hampshire and Maine Chapped lips, cherry pits spit Into the scorching sand You might still be confused We’re lost but that’s okay You know, I might wanna be used Just don’t push me away Sunburned, wheels turn The skin’ll peel Rest your head on my chest Watching terns, taking their turns Taking dives Down into the lapping tide And we’ve made our fair share Of mistakes, but I don’t care Just give this a chance Again, or at least this once