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