Can't Walk On Water

So many widow’s walks in New England. So many hardened girls.

CAN’T WALK ON WATER

Can’t walk on water
Can’t drown in the sand
A fisherman’s daughter
It’s out of her hands

If you told her you loved her
She’d want to know why
There’s nothing above her
So don’t even try
Don’t even try

Standing on the rooftop
Staring out at the sea
Knowing that it won’t stop
Trying to let it be
Trying to let it be

Count the next seven
A higher wave
Don’t know if there’s a heaven
Damn sure there’s a grave

Can’t walk on water
I know ‘cuz I’ve tried
And all that I brought her
It’s been locked inside
Can’t walk on water
Can’t drown in the sand
A fisherman’s daughter
It’s out of her hands