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Saltwater Man Freshwater Girl

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Nothing like a day on a saltwater bay Watching the sunrise, feeling the breeze Sometimes on a boat or maybe from the shore There’s no place I’d rather be more Freshwater’s comfort, freshwater’s known, Part of a world that stays in its lane. But I’m made of tides and untamed skies, I’m always lookin’ hard at the unexplained. Give me the pull of the wide-open blue, Where the unknown fills an empty mind I’m a saltwater man in a freshwater time Never knowing what’s at the end of my line. But there’s this thing about fishing that’s so true You gotta try every kind of fishing you can do So I headed inland to a quiet mountain town To find some Rainbows I heard were around Mornings whispered softly, porch lights warm. People waved like they meant it, calm, not torn. Every creek had a name, the rhythm of the pines Maybe there’s somethin’ in knowin’ what’s on your line Freshwater’s comfort, freshwater’s known, Part of a world that stays in its lane. But I’m made of tides and untamed skies, I’m always lookin’ hard at the unexplained. Give me the pull of the wide-open blue, Where the unknown fills an empty mind I’m a saltwater man in a freshwater time Never knowing what’s at the end of my line. Then I saw her in the lakeshore sun, Hair dancing in those gold braids spun She said hello in a way I’ve never heard Like the roots of a tree with a quiet songbird Soft on all edges to hold wandering eyes An anchor for hearts lost in the tides. I could see me getting pulled into her world A saltwater man falling for a freshwater girl. Now some weeks we’re by the lakeside, Where the mornings hum and glow. Other weeks we’re by the shoreline, Where the tides ebb and flow. She’s my freshwater girl forever, I’m her saltwater man in kind And together we chase the mystery Of whatever bites on our lines. Freshwater’s comfort, saltwater’s wild, Two worlds that intertwine. She brings me peace, I bring her stars, We meet where hearts align. Give me the pull of the open blue, And the quite pines in morning dew Back and forth between our worlds A saltwater man and a freshwater girl