Runaway

A door closed behind
And their voices are fading.
Tired of being
Their little girl

You followed the horizon
And found it to be blue:
An embrace of surf and sky
At the edge of your world.

So close your eyes,
Throw your thoughts to the winds
In armfuls as the waves kiss your knees

This is
The perfect way
To run away to sea.

The sun sets for you
And the moon watches over;
The wind is a lullaby
To smooth out your dreams.

Fall asleep in the sand, dreaming
Of icecream for breakfast
And fishes for tea
And never having
To say you're sorry

And wake up in a cold-fingered bundle
To watch the tide come stealing in:

Watch the waves spill out their strength
And suck your feet into the sand;
Watch the waves that break too early
Fall back into line.

The light's still on in your old room.
Some waves will never break at all.
So put a ribbon in your hair
And walk yourself back home.