Winter Boyfriend - This is not the med

We're giving up on all our friends, save for all the best of them
Say you'll flee, I work to leave, this notion keeps on calling me
I would want for nothing more than to wake up by a Mediterranean shore

All that you say, all that you say to me
I could never let this go
Out on the bay, I thought I might stay for a week
Now I'll never make it home

My hands upon something frail, a sweetness we keep to ourselves
We're giving up, with hands dovetailed, to tide and sway that is so laughable
I would want for nothing more than to wake up by a Mediterranean shore

All that you say, all that you say to me
I could never let this go
Out on the bay, I thought I might stay for a week
Now I'll never make it home

When you go to leave, I will be, “woe is me.”
And I'll jump twice into the sea
Oh dolorous nightingale, come back
I would want for nothing more than to wake up by a Mediterranean shore

All that you say, all that you say to me
I could never let this go
Out on the bay, I thought I might stay for a week
Now I'll never make it home