Thinking Chair mirage

It's complicated how it starts
This castaway's been treading by the barren sand
Shots of cocktails and tequila, sun-tan lotion on your back
These conversations surfing waves and tides
You mesmerise me with your eyes you seem so fine
Viper shades and frisk fedora, stereo's on let's start the hype
Holding hands
Lying down
Take my hand and
Ride this trip with me
Splashing moments up
History's made for us
Trapped in lovers' maze
Would you go or would you stay?
In this paradise we play
The sun is setting time to turn the music fine
I run my fingers through your hair and down your spine
Locking lips and wrapping arms, where do we go down the line
As the darkness fills the night, I realise
Twinkling stars are out of sight, I can't deny
The sea has pushed its way back home, away from shore
I wake up facing empty walls, tearing down my lonely core