Annie

Do you remember the sea, the swell and the spray, our dance of Thebes, now the kids have flown, gone away, they look after their own, we walk on the beach, at the end of the day, all our loving sweeps, each part of our home, suddenly drained, find we're alone, you grab my sleeve, pull me close and say, let's go back East, by the wind brown coast, I hold your face, smell your Cologne, to catch horizons like these, sets me off to pray, buy me ice cream, celebrate our days.