Nancy

i'm not a fool to fawn, before trials like that, my heart beats forlorn, I want to tell the sea, from my sinking raft, she's the best to dream, spirit finds ancient form, from our little chats, I sail to perfect calm, can i state this clearly, roar like a big cat, what's the worst you've been, from a love that's torn, sailing the morning flats, is not my idea of scorn, giving it all isn't done, these waves won't last, this girl's coming home, like she was never born, how's that for a gas, westwards into dawn, Oceans let me pass.