THIS POINT IN TIME
Then come to me with the breeze ruffling your hair
The setting sun in your eyes
The same blue as the sea and the skies
Then the whisper of your presence will tell me
You are not far
Strange thoughts will come to mind
That the sea is smooth tonight
That the harbour is full of light
That the cafés overlook the piers
That the rain will fall softly on already wet cheeks
And gentle waves slurp into the creeks
That waiting here is a fallacy
That I should be somewhere else at this point in time
That I should be somewhere else at this point in time.
Copyright: Rani Turton
Then come to me with the breeze ruffling your hair
The setting sun in your eyes
The same blue as the sea and the skies
Then the whisper of your presence will tell me
You are not far
Strange thoughts will come to mind
That the sea is smooth tonight
That the harbour is full of light
That the cafés overlook the piers
That the rain will fall softly on already wet cheeks
And gentle waves slurp into the creeks
That waiting here is a fallacy
That I should be somewhere else at this point in time
That I should be somewhere else at this point in time.
Copyright: Rani Turton
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