If you insist on pictures of shorelines   Then I insist on pages of your lines meant for me   To be sent to me      Remember watching the storms from the lifeguard stand   Remember feeling the tingling in my fingertips   When I touched your lips      And I recall how you sat on the same side of me   It always seemed that you'd always be on my side   You're my best side      And it's early June, so the sand's still dry   And you have got the boldest eyes   And I can't help but think it's right   That inside you it's me I'll find      And I can't help but think it's right   That inside you it's me I'll find   And I'm still waiting   And I'm still waiting      And it's early June, so the sand's still dry   And the storm off shore is not far behind   And I'm still waiting   And I'm still waiting      And sometimes you don't say a thing for a long while   And the ships off shore hold stories that we'd make   And sometimes we are held at bay by these miles   But less of you is more than I can take      And the moments that we've shared could last a lifetime   And the faith I have in us will keep you near   With several of these miles placed in between us   Mean several of these words being sent by mail      I hope this letter finds you well   I hope this letter finds you well      And sometimes you don't say a thing for a long while   And the ships off shore hold stories that we'd make   And sometimes we are held at bay by these miles   But less of you is more than I can take