Sailor
david falcone
she's a sailor, i'm the water
there's an island, lost at sea
when her lover, finds the answer
in the ocean, she will be
there were gifts, of gold and silver
pearls in sand for centuries
left behind in, tiny boxes
passing dreams for memories
7 hours, in a lifetime
sound and silence, all the same
the lonely lighthouse, swept the shoreline
her mother's footsteps, her father's name
she's a sailor, i'm the water
i am endless, she is free
when her lover, holds her closer
soaring high, above the sea