WHERE THE WIND MEETS THE SEA
©1999 Nick Fessler
Waves appear along the shore And bow before the wind
To touch upon a quiet beach That beckons from the din
Escape the angry streets To feel an ocean breeze
Forget the city lights And play among the trees
Where the wind meets the sea And the sand tickles at your feet
So laugh until you cry Because the wind will blow you dry
Should you ever choose to be There…where the wind meets the sea
You can watch the changing tide Through glasses tinted gold
And wonder at the graceful sight Of a season that unfolds
Though winter often stormed Those clouds were swept away
Now summer brings the promise Of many sunny days
Where the wind meets the sea And the sand tickles at your feet
So laugh until you cry Because the wind will blow you dry
Should you ever choose to be There…where the wind meets the sea
There the wind will softly whisper
And the sand will gently erase
There the sun will warmly kiss you
And the sea will tenderly embrace
There…
Where the wind meets the sea And the sand tickles at your feet
So laugh until you cry Because the wind will blow you dry
Should you ever choose to be There…where the wind meets the sea
Where the wind meets the sea
©1999 Nick Fessler
Waves appear along the shore And bow before the wind
To touch upon a quiet beach That beckons from the din
Escape the angry streets To feel an ocean breeze
Forget the city lights And play among the trees
Where the wind meets the sea And the sand tickles at your feet
So laugh until you cry Because the wind will blow you dry
Should you ever choose to be There…where the wind meets the sea
You can watch the changing tide Through glasses tinted gold
And wonder at the graceful sight Of a season that unfolds
Though winter often stormed Those clouds were swept away
Now summer brings the promise Of many sunny days
Where the wind meets the sea And the sand tickles at your feet
So laugh until you cry Because the wind will blow you dry
Should you ever choose to be There…where the wind meets the sea
There the wind will softly whisper
And the sand will gently erase
There the sun will warmly kiss you
And the sea will tenderly embrace
There…
Where the wind meets the sea And the sand tickles at your feet
So laugh until you cry Because the wind will blow you dry
Should you ever choose to be There…where the wind meets the sea
Where the wind meets the sea
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