A Tent on the Beach

When I sleep outside in a tent on the beach,
It feels like the stars are almost in reach.
We sit by the fire, and sing an old tune,
And watch as bright clouds play tag with moon
We listen to waves,
And the boats off the shore,
Until I can’t keep my head up anymore-
And my dreams, like the stars, are almost in reach,
When I sleep outside in a tent on the beach.

© Joe Thompson · www.imaginesongs.com

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