Her World Beneath The Waves
Robert Wratten
She was singing softly by the seashore
When she first appeared to me
I want nothing that this world can offer
Beauty beyond it I have seen
To her world beneath the waves
I'll follow her away
When she heeds the calling sea
How could it be
Any other way
Now that I've looked into her eyes?
A landscape that could have been a dreamed one
Hallucinatory
Serene
A summer's day brilliant and golden
She looked up and captured me