• He walks across the burning sand
    Wishing he could hold her hand
    He sees her nearly every day
    He doesn’t know she looks his way

    He’s skipping rocks across the sea
    Counting how long they’re above
    He wonders how long it’ll be
    Till he tells her, she’s his love

    He writes down a little note
    Crumples it throws it away
    He doesn’t see it start to float
    And get carried down the bay