Pacific - Christa Wells, Phillip LaRue

You are not too much

You are not underwhelming

You are not a number

Or a contestant for my love

You are not your past

You are not a victim

You are not what you were told

You are not who you were back then

You are not who you were back then

You’re the Pacific under white lights

You’re my favorite kind of stormy night

And I’m always ready for the deep dive

I’d go walk in the rain with you anytime

You are not your thoughts

You are not your emotions

You are not too far to be found

You are not beyond knowing

You are not beyond knowing

You’re the Pacific under white lights

You’re my favorite kind of stormy night

And I’m always ready for the deep dive

I’d go walk in the rain with you anytime

I’d go walk in the rain with you anytime

And when the days are short and your heart is longing

Don’t go hiding away, lay your head down on me

Nowhere else I wanna be

You’re the Pacific under white lights

You’re my favorite kind of stormy night

And I’m always ready for the deep dive

I’d go walk in the rain with you anytime

'Cause you’re the Pacific under white lights

You’re my favorite kind of stormy night

And I’m always ready for the deep dive

I’d go walk in the rain with you anytime

I’d go walk in the rain with you anytime

I’d go walk in the rain with you anytime