There's a wholeness in the half light Of a new night when the day is done And her soft skin has a warm glow And i do know that i'm the lucky one. In a small boat on a calm sea I can only look in awe At the grey cliffs and the seal pup As it swims up to the shore. There's an old pond in a tree shade And a bed made from a pile of hay And i lie there till the words come If they don't come i lie there anyway. Near the old docks by the gas works Where the monsters pick up sticks In the old house cross the main road Corgie truck loads lego bricks. These are the things i'll remember These are the moments i'll treasure These are the pictures i will paint myself At the ringing of the bell. There are high hopes in a high chair Sitting in there is a king to be And he's smiling his little heart out As he holds out his little arms to me And the long walks in the sunshine And the red wine on my tongue Oh how the sand runs through my fingers How it lingers til it's gone.