So down here on the ocean we will stay Went through a lot of changes Turned a lot of pages When I took a boat Sunday Took a boat Sunday, down by the sea It just felt so nice, you and me We didn't have a problem or a care And all around was silence,

Long as you're holding me down, down, down I'm gon' keep lovin' you down, down, down I'm gon' keep lovin' you When push come to shove When push come to shove, aye Fifth Harmony I need somebody with some patience 'Cause you know I got a temperament

It was not two days. a night and a day I look back at the man I was before A sorry stranger banged up on the shore Your warm arms tore the walls down. The devil with the damned things anyway They were of no use, just a frame From there he would watch,

The truth never set me free When all that is waiting for you Won't come any closer You can't be too careful anymore You've got to reach out a little more You've got to reach out I settled down

Let down and hanging around Crushed like a bug in the ground Transport, motorways and tramlines Starting and then stopping Taking off and landing The emptiest of feelings Disappointed people, clinging on to bottles When it comes it's so, so, disappointing

Don't bring me down man wearing that frown man now It's trials from my brain step into my frame now Life can be such a breeze as long as it's just her and me Up out of bed at 3 and I feel like I'm dying But if she's there next to me, then there's no use

A-coming to me Well there were days I can tell you quite honestly A-running through me I'm watching the movie go down Around, about me I'm watching the merry-go-round Go down about me. I said, "Lovers, you're needed in the garden 'Cause there's a lot of

We can blame it on the stars Oh, come on let your heart just breathe And we can blame it on the stars Don't try to argue with the moon Stars, oh, come one let your guard down Sometimes you need a reason A little love you can't believe in A little hug, a

I’m not angry anymore It depends on the day Well, sometimes I am I don’t think badly of you Well, sometimes I do The extend of all my worthless rage I’m not bitter anymore I’m syrupy sweet I rot your teeth down to the core

Gypsy's, tramps, and thieves We'd hear it from the people of the town They'd call us gypsy's, tramps, and thieves But every night all the men would come around And lay their money down I was born in the wagon of a travelin' show My mama used to dance for