A Saturday downpour carved out rivers in the sand she said it was her first time to see the sea helping to clime the jetty rocks was the first time I touched her hand and the rain and the way it felt never let up all week by Thursday I knew everything about her And God, the last day I didn't wanna leave without her The sidewalks and streets were soaked and the sky was gray but you should've seen her face, shining like that light house through all the rain and the way she called my name I've lived those seven days a thousand times, those seven days a thousand times Time was like the tide, it came and went. That old pier ran clear out into the mist and my mind plays that Tuesday night again and again and again I taste that old saltwater taffy on her lips And Wednesday morning snuck in through the window and we just laid there and listened to the waves come and go The sidewalks and streets were soaked and the sky was gray but you should've seen her face, shining like that light house through all the rain and the way she called my name Well, I've lived those seven days a thousand times, those seven days a thousand times Moments with her, now there all a blur, except for every second, every word, every drop of rain, every single grain of sand... The sidewalks and streets were soaked and the sky was gray but you should've seen her face, shining like that light house through all the poring rain and the way she called my name Well, I've lived those seven days a thousand times, those seven days a thousand times