Treasure Island

Matt Burgett

(1991)

Home


The wind comes over the mountains
Just like a wave at the beach
And I see that in your head
You have much more to teach

And as I watch the memories flood through
I know you want it back
The beach to you is home
You could never loose it's track

And You need to be home
With the warm sand between your toes
looking into the sunset
Is how the story should go

With A marriage in silhouette
And a tear in your eye
You finally answer yes
As you start to cry

Now the sun will go down
As the day turns into night
You are finally happy
And everything is set right

Submitted: Friday, January 02, 2009
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