Annette Million
Unspoken Journey
Oh to walk along the beach,
See the footprints in the sand.
What a story they could tell.
If only they could speak.
Maybe heartache happened there.
Many a word drowned in the sound of waves,
Many angry words spoken
I wonder what they would reveal
The noise of the waves speak volumes,
As the tide surges forth
Forward and onward
Pulse like onto the beach
The glittering grains of sand
Shine opulent in the sun.
And like the footprints
Is washed out by the tide
Unspoken Journey
Oh to walk along the beach,
See the footprints in the sand.
What a story they could tell.
If only they could speak.
Maybe heartache happened there.
Many a word drowned in the sound of waves,
Many angry words spoken
I wonder what they would reveal
The noise of the waves speak volumes,
As the tide surges forth
Forward and onward
Pulse like onto the beach
The glittering grains of sand
Shine opulent in the sun.
And like the footprints
Is washed out by the tide