Like Never Before - Bridget St. John

Was it a morning like never before

Got out of bed, let the sun through the door

When bound to the sea and pick shells off the shore

Dizzy with laughter we fell in the sea

Nothing to laugh at, just happy to be

Racing to the shore I’m sure I’ll get there long before you do

Washed up like waves and laid out in the sun

Dreaming of things that could never be done

The tides slip back in and we made our way home