Sitting on the lake on a cool summer day,
Casting out a line hoping something comes your way.
You sit there and watch the tides hit the bay,
D G D
And it makes you think how time slips away.
G D A
Every now and then we need time to reflect,
G D Bm G D
Every hit on the line is like a dream we didnít catch.
You come in and count the ones you caught today,
D G D
But cant help but wonder about the ones that got away.
You head up to the house to eat with family,
You look around the table wondering how this came to be.
She was your high school sweetheart and married at nineteen,
She knows you love to fish but still wrestle with your dreams.
You go back fishing by the light of the moon,
Then it hits you and not a moment too soon.
You really are living your true dream,
And itís been like one long honeymoon.
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