The boat
There's a boat that is all mine
that waits for me under a tall pine
not much to look at not much to see
when it's just the two of us I feel so free
ove the water all through the waves
ripples of peace, for me it saves
away I go off to ponder
the open lake is mine, alone I wander
listen as the waves hit the bow
I seize the day here and now
away from it all and everyone
I feel so alive, oh what fun
a storm looming time to head in
time for my boat to wait again