Things I Already Know

If longing was the ocean, I'd say it took the best man's ship
Well before he could abandon it
I've prayed for this so long, that the part of me that's dark could just be forgotten
Maybe forgiven
How could I have all but missed you?
I think I just missed you

In my best dreams, you're still with me
When I'm talking, are you listening?
(Wither what my hands have made, when all this is done, I'll pray
Wither what my hands have made, when all this is done, I'll be yours)

They say that passion is a fire with flames that burn on and on
Remember where you came from
If I told you I was sorry, you would have no reason to believe
So, just deceive me
And we'll say this never, we'll pretend it never happened
We'll say it never happened at all

In my best dreams, you're still with me
When I'm talking, are you listening?
(Wither what my hands have made, when all this is done, I'll pray
Wither what my hands have made, when all this is done, I'll be yours)

I always check the paper to see if anyone my age has died
I'm never disappointed
Like the second time I watched Where the Red Fern Grows
I already know

Loose lips tend to sink ships
But this was all pretense!
It swells our plight
It explains why you would never sing for me
You would never sink for me
Loose lips
Pretense