an ant carried a moth
dead of course
with no remorse
but with pride
at his find
on this July 4th

the sea, the sea
bring me to the sea
in front of her crashing waves
where I can dream of being free

If i could write a song
It would be about you.
It would sing your praises.
I would join in too.
I've never met anyone,
that could touch a part of me,
that lives so deep down inside.
Where no one else could see.
I'll always be grateful
And would move heaven and earth for you
I'd kiss you a million times
With passion so deep and true.