Clouds weave gently across sapphire skies
Absorbing what’s left of its beauty
Clutching space like the thoughts in my mind
I sit and I wonder if he is coming

Waves crash firmly against my feet
As the Ferry paves its way to shore
Hauling in smiles of so many  
I just sit and I wait once more

Hung in the valance of a dream
A Chance passes me like the blue horizon
Clouds cast now, a darker image
I’m anchored to such sad emotion

My salty tears flow in high tides
As the vessels signals its final farewell
Breaking free from its sturdy dock
As I remain dock to weakened hope

Tomorrow will bring another day
Of beautiful skies and possibilities
Interlaced with despair and a chance of clouds
Until the ferry rides my smile ashor