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MoonBeams on the Sea
MoonBeams on the Sea
They stand by the ocean - hand in hand,
Watching the comings and goings of tides;
Watching the gulls as they hover above,
Holding the hand of his love
Watching the yachts as they head to the shore,
They vale to not be alone any more.
They take off their shoes and socks;
Taking a deep breath and stare at the moon.
Then, from the corner of her eye, he catches her sight;
They pick up their things and walk into the night.
Yes, it's him that she sees with his hand by her side,
Watching the coming and going of tides.
In so many dreams she'd seen that very face,
In all of her dreams, standing in this very place.
She looks over to him, and they stand hand in hand;
For that moment in the soft, cold, white sand,
He says, I knew you'd be here. She says, I knew you'd come."
Then they stand there in silence and wait for the sun.
Now neither are alone and no more being afraid,
For tonight by the ocean true love may be made.
Some people walk the beach when they want to be alone,
Some search for seashells and others for stones.
Some look for comfort and for a hand to hold,
Like this man and this woman; it's worth more than gold.
So, if at night you walk alone, along the sandy shore,
May a new love take you by the hand and lead you to love's doo
By nutbuster
They stand by the ocean - hand in hand,
Watching the comings and goings of tides;
Watching the gulls as they hover above,
Holding the hand of his love
Watching the yachts as they head to the shore,
They vale to not be alone any more.
They take off their shoes and socks;
Taking a deep breath and stare at the moon.
Then, from the corner of her eye, he catches her sight;
They pick up their things and walk into the night.
Yes, it's him that she sees with his hand by her side,
Watching the coming and going of tides.
In so many dreams she'd seen that very face,
In all of her dreams, standing in this very place.
She looks over to him, and they stand hand in hand;
For that moment in the soft, cold, white sand,
He says, I knew you'd be here. She says, I knew you'd come."
Then they stand there in silence and wait for the sun.
Now neither are alone and no more being afraid,
For tonight by the ocean true love may be made.
Some people walk the beach when they want to be alone,
Some search for seashells and others for stones.
Some look for comfort and for a hand to hold,
Like this man and this woman; it's worth more than gold.
So, if at night you walk alone, along the sandy shore,
May a new love take you by the hand and lead you to love's doo
By nutbuster
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