Across the Sea
Smoke curls around my fingers
All I can think about is your hair
And its power over my fingers with its curls
If I start swimming I’ll never make it
I’ve got to practice patience
But the sound of your guitar, so far away, is calling me
My baby lives across the sea
With hair so curly and a soul so free
Together again, I long to be
Sippin’ wine and playin’ music, in Missouri
Our love’s as great as the Midwest sky
As strong as the wind
It’s as deep as the ocean, that for him I’d swim
For his kisses I’m a’waitin’
He’s got the only key
And I’m countin’ down the sunsets, soon he’ll be flying just for me
My baby lives across the sea
With hair so curly and a soul so free
Together again, I long to be...
My baby lives across the sea
With hair so curly and a soul so free
Together again, I long to be
Sippin’ wine and playin’ music, in Missouri
2008 copyright by Anna Fleischer