Well this is just a simple song to say what you done. I told you about all those fears. And away they did run. You sure must be strong. And you feel like an ocean made warm by the sun. When I was just nine years old I swear that I dreamt your face on a football field and a kiss that I kept under my vest. Apart from everything but the heart in my chest. You know things can really get rough when you go it alone. Don't go thinking you gotta be tough and play like a stone. Might be there's nothing else in our lives so critical as this little home. My life in an up-turned boat marooned on a cliff. You brought me a great big flood and you gave me a lift. Girl what a gift. And you tell me with your tongue and your breath goes in my lungs and we float over the rift. You know things can really get rough if you go it alone. Don't go thinking you gotta be tough Might be there's nothing else in our lives so critical as this little home. Well this is just a simple song to say what you done. I told you about all those fears. And away they did run. You sure must be strong. And you feel like an ocean made warm by the sun. Remember walking the mile to your house aglow in the dark. You wore a charm on the chain that I stole special for you. Love's such a delicate thing that you do. With nothing to prove. Which I never knew.