Callie

Do you remember the sea, the swell and the spray, our dance at Thebes, now the kids are flown, gone away, look after their own, can we see the beach, at the end of the day, all our loving in reach, every part of our home, is suddenly aflame, now we're alone, you grab my sleeve, pull me to the hay, all my troubles ease, by the windy estuary, I hold your face, it's so pleasing to me, on horizons like these, so glad I can pray, buy me ice cream, finish what we make.