Drifting Across The Sea What are these things I see?
As I drift across the sea
Could they be the sands of time?
Or are they just tricks of the mind?
As my boat goes sailing
Across the deep blue sea
Are these tricks a reminder?
Of where I long to be
If these things I see
Are tricks of the mind
Why do they seem so real?
In some parts of my mind
If they are simply sands of time
Maybe they're moving with the tide
Yet as I drift across the sea
I think about these things I see
Are they possibly visions?
Of the future or the past
Are they possibly visions?
Of my broken heart
Whatever they are I see
I know they cannot hurt me
Yet as I drift across the sea
I'll always see the things I see
Copyright 2002 Lee Platford
Written 10th January 2002 | 
