I am the one with sea salt in her hair.
You can find me reading on the shore
You look away once more
And I’m up in the trees
The words of many carry me
float bob the of
We and over waves dictation

At one with the wind

I am not a force to be reckoned with,
Just another song carried on the breeze
float
and I will flow and and fly once more.

I will find the sun.
I will find the light.
I will be right where I need to be.


© The Innocent Lyricist