Tactics

Tried, tried to recall

Memories of peaches, the sun on my neck

And I guess, without you I would attach myself too

Without much discretion of who

So I had to move a great distance from you

Cross a sea, keep you from me

Move a great distance from you

Cross a sea, keep you from me

So say, say what you want

Dose up on fiction, disfigure the truth

While I walk, life beating on

Aching for others, with love that stops short

A love that has to move a great distance from you

Cross a sea, keep you from me

Move a great distance from you

Cross a sea, keep you from me