where the umbrellas are pink and the sand looks like sugar
the ocean is deep blue and the clouds are high
and we soon fall asleep under the stars
i've always wanted everything to pass quickly
but not this time, the time where i just want the clock to stop
stop it from ticking, stop things from moving
just for a moment to cherish this sweet embrace
i hate to wake up and see you go
it only made me realize that this was all but a dream
a fragment of imagination tattooed at the back of my mind
that i can't let go no matter how hard i try
and as your shadow slowly gets wiped by the cotton waves
i gather the remaining memory in the palm of my hand
it keeps on slipping through the gaps of my fingers but i don't mind
it's still sweet. like sugar. every bit of it.
