If you offer me to go, home
Hands down turned around I’d go
The harbor nights are growing cold
Sent back clearance rack I’m sold
If you offer me your soul
Face down common grounds and groans
The harbor lights they take their toll
A knock down drag ‘em out head cold
And I feel so well
And I feel so well
And I just can’t seem to break inside your shell
If I offer you the coast
Love sick spinning round and soaked
These harbor rains they feed the shoals
Washed up little necks and boats
And I feel so well
And I feel so well
And I feel oh so well
And I just can’t seem to break inside your shell
And I just don’t seem to wade outside your well
And I just won’t seem to swim inside your swell
Ambrosino © 2017
