Elsewhere

All the lonely people, where do they all come from?

"It comes and goes in waves

Long drives

Beneath watercolour skies

And suddenly it is much easier

To speak my mind

Let's runaway

To the top of the world

Where all below

Becomes pretty and precious

And lovely in the light

At the top of the world

There is a peace

It is soft and still but for the wind

We don't need to say

Anything

At the top of the world.

Let's run away

To where is sea sings against the shore

And the wind playful tosses

Handfuls of sand and salt about

Where is sea sings against the shore

It is strange and old

And magic feels

Just a bit more real

Where the sea sings for you and me

Against the shore.

Let's runaway

It doesn't matter where

So long as we can stay

Tucked away somewhere

Somewhere there is no need

For anger of fear

Where there is no envy

Somewhere there is quiet

But for the waves and the wind

Away

Away

"It's time to begin

In that small space between

Those simple words

"Good" and "Bye"

There is room for the weight

Of a thousand words left unsaid

There is room for memories made

And chances missed

There is room for the corkscrew pain

Of never again

Twisting in

Somewhere in between

"Good" and "bye"

There is the taste

Of all that is bittersweet

There is the sound of

All the words we said

And all we wished we did

There is the warmth

Of casual touches

And easy care

There is the cold regret

Of a kiss unshared

Or a hand unheld

Somewhere between two small words

There is another world

In between "here" and "there"

It is a somewhere

Strange and sweet

Filled with memories and dreams

For us to open

And cradle in careful hands

After we've moved beyond