the waters edge under the midnights star she walks slow where the waters overflow the sea barefoot in the salt waters and sands carrying her sandals and wide dreams you can feel them walking there by her side a soft magic that holds she talks to me in such voice to lend me to the dream and i give myself to it free
i am the candle flickering in her window i am the chair that she curls up in wrapping herself against the winters chill and i keep her warm and safe i keep the hours that she waits here like a fine dream thistles and snow so long ago
she walks slow on the edge of the sea as day kisses night barefoot in the soft sands caressed by the warm sea like a song for the heart like a forever more thistles and snow so long ago