Drifted by the waters both raging and calm A boat that is noble and strong Storms and winds would let it drown Like anchor holding all the pride Shelter, choking all inside Shore withheld the zeal to doom us Dragged by winds into beaches of tears Surrendered to a peaceful feel It was me Pulled through sand with choice of none... ...Broken The way she moved towards the door I won't listen but I'm waiting for a word For a moment I was thinking will she ever know? Would he ever change? In her mind counting failures There were two lines on every side as I wept And the very same two thoughts inside my head I could feel her inches there beyond shut doors We were mistaken and we would love therefore