Any way you cross it – high, low or just so,
The X’s and the O’s
Will cut across, will cut right through
This heart that once beat only for you.
Any way you cross it – low, just so or high
The tears from the O as we cry
Will stream down, will soak through
Wondering what on earth to do.
Any way you cross it – just so, high or low
The X’s won’t reveal the secrets known
That will build up, break down, pierce through
This friendship that stays strong for you.
Cross my heart.
Please, don’t lie
As we go through the by and by.
Cross, my heart.
It may die
With the passing of the tide.