Hidden From Your Heart

Walk along the boardwalk
Holding hand in hand
Step onto the beach
Push your toes into the sand

I look only from afar
Watching every smile
Wishing it were me
Am I just not your style?

I laugh with you each day
Sometimes walking with
Dreaming of your lips
But to me they're just a myth

Holding on real tight
I tell you that she's waiting
Looking at you one last time
Your smile is already fading.