Mayday! Mayday!

Mayday! Mayday!

I guess with time things just get better
But if we're lucky they'll stay the same
You'll never come around and I will never change

With summer plans wrapped around my neck
It breaks my heart and makes me sick
To know what your ambitions are

Pilot turn this plane around
Put me on that ground
But if we crash and none of us survive
I guess that'd be alright 'cuz I won't be missed tonight

I spent this morning out past the breakers
I'm losing my track of time
And smiling because it's finally over
And now this islands mine

I'm on my way
I think my folks will understand

With summer plans beneath my feet
I've let the ocean take control of me