the tide rose too fast,
and the current rushed by.
i cannot really swim,
only she knows why.

i never had a frown,
when i saw her face.
she'll never let me drown,
whatever the case.

things were meant to be,
i never considered,
that one day when she's gone,
whether i would wither.

other things hopped in,
onto my little boat.
its getting too heavy,
too hard to stay afloat.

help is round the corner,
but way beyond my reach.
im not a good swimmer,
she isn't here to teach.