The Ghost Of The Seashore

I have to chase that girl She has the sea on her heels And the wind in her black hair The blue sky is pooling in her eyes And her laugh is the music of the river So I jump from my perch And hit the ground running, without restraint Desperately I push through the crowd But I find no sign of her passing Brokenhearted I return to my balcony And there she stands, beautifully Faithfully brightening my room with her touch “Been here the whole time”, her look says She stares out to sea for a bit, pondering Then she turns to smile at me, joyfully Grinning because I didn’t see her And that smile lights up my world She kisses me in her way, softly So I close my eyes like I always do And when I open them, she’s gone Like she’s been for quite some time now To Anne, I guess it was yours from the beginning