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Lyrics: Peirson Ross. A Boy Caught On Words. So True.


I swam out to the anchored boat
And waited for you to come walking down that Highland Road.
Then through the trees and past the shack
You came straight down the breezy path with my letter in your hand

As you looked out on the lake I had to give my head a shake Cause your beauty stopped my heart
Like the time we wished on stars and forgot about our scars and our fears of the dark

Your love, your love, your love, your love, your love, your love, your love, Your love is so good.

Then your soft and shakey voice it echoed
Through me like the noise of church bells
Chiming in the distance

No I could not say a word I froze in awe of what I'd heard
I was so powerless in this wilderness around me.

In the craziness of night I come out of my hiding place to see
That you're laughing cause the loon call is not a loon at all
It's me

Your love, your love, your love, your love, your love, your love, your love,
Your love is so sweet x2

When you turned off your flashlight, that's when I knew the truth
I wasn't scared of the dark or those great heights on that roof
As you begin to rock me on this cradle of a boat
I don't think you realize... You give me so much... love.

It used to be Cortez by Neil until you said Nightswimming
Was your favorite tune