In
 the
  summer

   I
    stretch
     out
      on
       the
        shore

         And
          think
           of
            you

             Had
              I
               told
                the
                 sea

                  What
                   I
                    felt
                     for
                      you

                       It
                        would
                         have
                          left
                           its
                            shores,

                             Its
                              shells,

                               Its
                                fish,

                                 And
                                  followed
                                   me