Naked feet soaked in water, Your stubble
The soft feel on our feet, the shiny pebbles
Our sins float away with the clear stream and it's bubbles..
The branch stoops ever so gently, humble
The feel of the red sand sticking to our wet feet..
Footprints in the sand play a rhythmic beat..
The smiles beam through like the sunlight on your face
The heartbeat knows not whether to pause or beat faster..
White lies dear, These days are never mine...
