When the sails of your tall ship 
match the stillness of the water 
from the petals of your small lips 
falls the flower of our daughter 
and you smile the whole way back 
and you smile the whole way back 
When the bugs in the tall grass 
fan your face in the hot sun 
you will walk down the rock path 
touching moss with your thumb 
and you smile the whole way back 
and you smile the whole way back 
and you smile the whole way back 
and you smile the whole way back 
When the crackle of an old creek 
takes you back to our backyard 
cutting ribbons from your daydreams 
bowing presents from your scars 
and you smile the whole way back 
and you smile the whole way back 
and you smile the whole way back 
and you smile the whole way back 
When that sunset through the oak tree 
paints a leopard on the vast earth 
you will wander in your bare feet 
to this old heart murmur