On The Horizon

Jennifer... where do you go at night?

Is no-one there to hold you tight?

Above your head I see a golden ball

And it catches light from all around you



Jennifer says she'll be back when she's older

She's fixing her wings just to fly

Leaves me a note on her beautiful paper

Fixing her wings just to fly



Closer still, I hear a melody

Singing loud and clear, above the trees

Like a siren's call, away on a distant boat

Like a memory that breaks you in two



Jennifer says she'll be back when she's older

She's fixing her wings just to fly

Leaves me a note on her beautiful paper

Fixing her wings just to fly