Castaway
The ebb tide buries my feet in the sand
A moment in time means nothing to me
It has been so long since I held your hand
I’m lost and afraid at the storms’ command
Beneath the slate sky, I'm here by the sea
The ebb tide buries my feet in the sand
Dropped on an island, this small patch of land
Left here by myself, O how I need thee
It has been so long since I held your hand
Calling to you as a siren I stand
Trapped all alone with no chance to flee
The ebb tide buries my feet in the sand
The years roll by this is not what I planned
Gentle waves roll in as if by decree
It has been so long since I held your hand
I’m left all alone, I don’t understand
So calling for you keeps my sanity
The ebb tide buries my feet in the sand
It has been so long since I held your hand












Good to see you hon...Scott 











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