I just keep waiting for some gold haired maiden to pour her words over me
And, soft as satin, I dream it could happen, the semblance of symmetry
Resembles what I see
Just petals on the sea
Drift gently with the breeze
Drift gently away with me
To settle on the sea
Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 9:46 PM UTC
I just keep waiting for some gold haired maiden to pour her words over me
And, soft as satin, I dream it could happen, the semblance of symmetry
Resembles what I see
Just petals on the sea
Drift gently with the breeze
Drift gently away with me
To settle on the sea
