Both bare feet
At the edge of the sea
Cold salt water
And birds with melodies
I stare out into the horizon
With you on my mind
If I walk the distance
Is it you that I’ll find?
I lean over quietly
Take a fistful of sand
My eyes watch as they fall
As the grains sieve from my hand
If only seconds ran so quickly
Like an hourglass of time
Let the grains fall so quickly
‘Til the day you’ll be mine
If I walk the distance
Is it you that I’ll find?
If I keep on moving forward
Should I never look behind?
Cold salt water
And birds with melodies
Are they singing of you
You finding me?
Are they the prophets
Of things to come
At the edge of the sea
With the setting sun
