Tender Torture

I'll be your wave carrying you to shore And if your ribs are peaking through your fur I'll feed you some more I rode out the city without you in my arms Under the moon glow I was a windblown cast-down carved out watermelon Without you in my arms Without you in my arms And I've seen some great things But I don't wanna see anything if I can't see you Kicked open in a coconut Could have shared it with anyone But I wanted to share it with you I'll be your strings If you pluck them, I'll sing for you And if your hands are feeling tender I'll take them in my own and make them better I rose out of the water I can hold my breath for only so long I push past the breeze from the palm trees I'm coming towards you I've got to have you in my arms I'm gonna have you in my arms And I've seen some great things But I don't wanna see anything if I can't see you Kicked open in a coconut Could have shared it with anyone But I wanted to share it with you You send me over in tender torture And when it's over it's tender torture --- Tender Torture - Islands