Seaglass

Sometimes I like to sit and pretend

That you're still living in an endless summer

I hope you're as happy as you look in my mind

Sifting through as seaglass as we splash in the tide



Walking down forty long steps to the sea

Your hair whipped in my face your arms wrapped around

We looked out to the scattered wind the horizon fades

Carefully plotting out the rest of our days



Sometimes I like to sit and pretend

Sometimes I like to sit and pretend

That you're still here.