Zena Ahmed - Chips by the Ocean

I wake up on my own
I go to call your phone
I wonder if you'd like the clothes I picked out today
I make my way downstairs
Make a cup of tea for one, and brush my own hair
And then I have a ciggy in our old chair

(Do you still think 'bout)
Chips by the ocean?
(Do you still think 'bout)
Getting high in your bedroom?
(Can't help but think 'bout)
Should I of let you go (go, go)

I guess I got what I wanted
Baby ain't that just so ironic
Maybe in another time and place
I'm happy with the choices that were made
Maybe in a world far away
We stay the same, the same

Too late
I could say something but I don't think that would help anyone
If only I could sleep right
Without the words from our goodbyes circulating through my mind

(Do you still think 'bout)
Dancing at your place
(Do you still think 'bout)
And the songs we used to play?
(Can't help but think 'bout)
All the memories we made
And I'm grateful for a change but I sure do miss those days

I guess I got what I wanted
Baby ain't that just so ironic
Maybe in another time and place
I'm happy with the choices that were made
Maybe in a world far away
We stay the same, the same

Maybe in another time and place
I'm happy with the choices that were made
Maybe in a world far away
We stay the same, the same

And as we sat
Hand in hand on the beach
Eating our chips
Looking out at the ocean
Time paused for a minute
And everything was calm

Written by:
Zena Ahmed

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