Warm winds push me away
from memories of the past,
as I escape, across the sea.
Sounds of slapping waves
as the ship brushes through
the iridescent froth,
of the sea, soothed the hurt
of my leaving you.
Warm winds push me away
from memories of the past,
as I escape, across the sea.
Sounds of slapping waves
as the ship brushes through
the iridescent froth,
of the sea, soothed the hurt
of my leaving you.