They say that under the water
nobody really cares,
and all they see is blue.
You can probably find me
near the side that nobody goes to.
Under the water,
then I’ll wrestle with your hair
and play tag with your eyes
(you’re it),
waiting for one of us to move.
I’ll swim further down
when you drag me along.
Going past the trees and the fishes
and drown in that song
you always sing but I never hear,
except only when we swim.
We’ll chase each other in a circle
around this kingdom built with water,
hidden like the best treasure
there ever was.
Someday when it’s time,
I hope that maybe we can share it
when the water’s fine.
I’ll take the shower when we leave.
We’ll go swimming,
swimming into the sunset -
because the world full of shampoo
never sounded so fun to me.
