First Thought

So young

And everything is big

Staring out at the sky

Some blue, some grey and silver

First thought of it all

Spinning around

Turning around

I'll hold on to you girl

I'll hold on to you guys

We'll see this together

Never let go

Cold by the door

Blows through the letter box

So long ago

So cold

I'm crawling out of the sea

Small hands in the sand

Some misty day in August

So far from here

Spinning around

Turning around

Cold by the door

Blows through the letter box

So long ago