He Thinks I Don't Know

He Thinks I Don't Know

As we walk on the beach
brushing arms as we go
we talk, and we laugh
and he thinks I don't know
when the rain starts to fall
as we sit in the sand
I'm wishing you would please grab my hand
when we had sand fights
on the perfect blue nights
we'd put our lives on hold
until it got cold
running through the undertoe
he thinks i don't know.
you'd always walk me home
so I wasnt alone
we tanned in the sun
and wished there was snow
all these years
he thinks I don't know

I acted careless but I always knew.