I’m not here
to place my doubts on every sailing cloud
or figure out how
to turn the volume of my life up real loud
my vision has never been good for distance
And sometimes love’s too far to hold my hand
still I can find happiness in simplicity
often just by drawing smiles in the sand
maybe they won’t stay forever
I know I can say for sure that I won’t
Where will I go?
That may not be
for me to know
at least not right now...
So I think I’ll just sit and breathe
Until the ocean’s salty sorrow
steals my smile
and then I’ll draw another for each new day
each time a bit further
and further away
for as long as the shore
will let me stay
