stories, tell me stories before I go to sleep
tell me what you’re thinking, is it funny, is it sweet

far away, far away from here

teach me, like you used to, how to steer a rocking boat like you do
meet me down at the harbour let's sail the ocean blue

far away, far away from here
you are far, far away, but near

I still see you and your footsteps in the sand
memories shape me like clay in your hands