Supermarket

Would you

Would you carry me

With blistered feet?

How would I ever thank you?

And somewhere

In the middle of the river

You'd have to let me go

Even though

No one ever taught me

How to swim upstream

I could just go with the flow

And meet you in a barrel of laughs somewhere below

You speak

You speak soft and low

You got a way with words

I'll never tire

And somewhere

In the middle of the night

You love me soft and slow

I'll never tire of your sneaky smile

I'll meet you in a barrel of laughs below

If you ever lose your way, well I'll meet you in the corner of the supermarket

And carry you home

I'll carry you home