Rebecca Martin honestly

Is there something I could tell you
That could break the waves to turn this ship around?
I’m afraid this time I’ll have to
Decide if I’m to leave or stick it out
Honesty is all I can
Guarantee a simple man
Perhaps the silver lining
Is to try because there’s no escaping us
Honestly I know you can
Meet me in the deepest canyon
Besides we’re getting old now
With each year gone by
The sands are running out