The Wave

When that water comes crashing down
I wish there was a way it could be bound
To stay forever
and go back never
Oh that would be so clever.

The sound of the rumble
The spray from the tumble
Oh how the sea
Mocks you and me
And what we turned out to be

As the waves come and go
The sun sets real low
I look at the foam,
Now I shall roam
back to my home

As I turned to leave
My heart skips a beat
The wave found a way
The wave touched the bay
This wave, is here to stay.

1994