Lyrics: Chris Ferree
Music: Chris Ferree
The water was too pure
You taught me how to fly
Two feet above the salt
Did you care as much as I did?
I'm a fool for you
And you're hardly to blame
I'm a fool for you
Right time, wrong place
As we float between the saints
A dragon guards your side
Did I do something right?
Please tell me I did something right
And now I hate the band that made "Dreams"
'Cause I'm wrapped around your finger
While you're floating out to sea
If only you knew what it means
When you looked into my eyes
And sang it back to me
I'm a fool for you
And you're hardly to blame
I'm a fool for you
Right time, wrong place
So what's there left to say?
On land, I can't stop swaying
And rum can't numb the pain
As we float our separate ways
I guess these castles made of sand
Shouldn't have been built near saints
And now I hate the band that made "Dreams"
'Cause I'm wrapped around your finger
While you're floating out to sea
If only you knew what it means
Did you have to let it linger
When you sang it back to me?
I'm a fool for you
And you're hardly to blame
I'm a fool for you
Right time, wrong place
'Cause I'm a fool for you
And you're hardly to blame
'Cause I'm a fool for you
Right time, wrong place
We're drifting apart
And I won't see you again, no
Never again