2.Brielle
There's a hand written note pressed in the door of her
screened-in porch
And I am sailing away, recalling that day, miles from shore
She was still wearing white and robin's egg blue; her
grandmother's dress
When I left early this year, how I wound up here is anyone's
guess
When the new sights grow old, and I start to feel cold, I'll
sail home again
Goodbye Brielle, only whispers can tell of the sweet dreams that
we knew so well
I'll see you around our dear ocean town
The frozen days we set ablaze send me drifting away
Like a butterfly, you floated by, and now you're alone
I wish I knew when I'll be back again
So until then, I wish you well
My dear Brielle
Strolling over the sand and cobblestone paths that wind through
the trees
Breathing the sweet forest air makes the bluebird aware that she
could be free
When the new sights grow old, and I start to feel cold, I'll
sail home again
Goodbye Brielle, only whispers can tell of the sweet dreams that
we knew so well
I'll see you around our dear ocean town
The frozen days we set ablaze send me drifting away
Like a butterfly, you floated by, and now you're alone
I wish I knew when I'll be back again
So until then, I wish you well
So until then, I wish you well
I love you my darling, farewell
My dear Brielle
My dear Brielle
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