Sometimes I smile as I think of
someone who has been lost
I find them again deep in the
memories that warm my heart
we smile again and we laugh
and whisper of the love
that brought the joys we had
then I thank you with a blown kiss
as you float away with my dreams

The setting sun, sets
as the bodies glowed
about the ship, wrecked

When I grow up I want to be
a fairy on top of a Christmas tree
I'd make you laugh I'd make you smile
I'd put your present on top of the pile

When I grow up I want to fly
a tour operator in that big blue sky
I'd take you anywhere you'd like to be
as long as we're together just you and me

When I grow up I'd like my life
to be full of happiness devoid of strife
We'd sit and reminisce about good times we had
the greatest of course being a new mum and dad

When I grow up I'd like time to stand still
like walking the zigzag to the top of the hill
and when we get there we'd hold hands a last kiss
and remember the good times we will now surely miss

As the waves roll in bringing more and more
we sit there shaking our heads tutting
muttering, why isn't someone doing anything
As the waves roll in
We listen to their promises again and again
shaking our heads
muttering
As the waves roll in, the tide turns
We pack our bags and leave the land of our fathers
for a new world a better life
now we become refuges
Waiting for the waves to roll in, waiting

In the throng of Ginza,Tokyo City
they greet you with a smile and a bow
scanning the shūji sign posts
they will point the way you should go

In the smiles of a thousand faces
waiting for the red man to turn to green
there patience is rewarded, eventually
as a new crowd joins the scene

Then as you reach your destination
take a stroll amongst he trees, umbrellas and hats
bow and clap your hands three times
to a shrine dedicated to cats

A sparrow sang for breakfast
the robin sang for tea
Death by misadventure
the magpie holds the key

The jackdaw sang for supper
the nightjar at midnight
The major sips his sherry
as the conscripts fight the fight

Then as the sun rises
and the day begins again
The salmon swims the river
and the deer runs the glen

So, the fisherman packs his tackle
and his glasses for the sun
While the hunter wore his stalker
and loads bullets for his gun

Then we ponder at life's menu
as we drink a glass of wine
Whose time will it be tomorrow
it could be yours it could be mine

I walked freely
every step meticulously measured
head in the clouds
feet always in the centre of my
granite paver  
if not it's unlucky, they say
I caught your smile
invading my eyes
I think I smiled
then I felt the edge
so sharp under my plimsolls
my knees buckled as I
fell over the edge
falling, falling
then the pain as you clasped me
and brought me to my feet
ouch I cried
we smiled
as we stood on the edges of my world
we shuffled to the centre
together