Treading Water

The tides come and go, as the moon says hello and goodbye. The water rises and falls, as the sun comes to live and die. She just treads on, drifting through the sea. She just treads on, for weak she cannot be. The sting of her betrayal brings tears that fall like rain; The broken hopes of tomorrow bring a familiar pain. She just treads on, drifting through the sea. She just treads on, for weak she cannot be. The storms of life come and go, the water rough at times. The feeling of going under, and just like that the sun shines. She just treads on, drifting through the sea. She just treads on, for weak she cannot be.