The Little Boats in the Harbour (written late '80's)

The Little Boats in the Harbour

When you dream what do you dream

could you ever tell someone else

Do you ever wonder what other people dream

do you only dream of yourself

Do you ever look beyond the troubles of your miniscule world

And it’s sad that people like you only dream of being old

And I see you this way

The little boats in the harbor

The smell of fresh salt in the air

And a hand full of anecdotes and made up memories

As if anybody cared about you

Do you wonder ever really wonder if anyone dreams of you

Have you ever loved ever really loved have you ever talked to the moon

Do you know that stars are something you can wish upon when wishes seem the only way

Have you seen the ghosts that hide in misty mornings have you heard what they say

‘cause sometimes they cry for you

The little boats in the harbor

The smell of fresh salt in the air

And a hand full of anecdotes and made up memories

As if anybody cared about you

The blue light of a TV in the darkness of a room without love

Ice on the window as you close your eyes And  murmour enough is enough

The little boats in the harbor

The smell of fresh salt in the air

And a hand full of anecdotes and made up memories

As if anybody cared about you