Walking down the pier
Hand in hand with her
My free hand holding my vanilla cone
We're far from the beach
But this lake will have to do
The sun beats down on us
Threatening to melt our treats
And burn our pale skin
She and I don't mind
We have each other
And the lake waits for us
People stare at us
I don't know if it's our revealing clothes
Or because we're two girls
Hand in hand
And don't mind being as close as we are
Out in the public
Who cares anyways
We can't hide
Forever
Not in a town
Where everyone is as judgmental as they are
So I'll walk down the pier
Hand in hand with her