A Zephyr At The Seaport

A brilliant white, dressed in brilliant light,
Streamlines its way through to New York nights.
A river of shine full of dreams aligned,
Lights up a path towards New York skies.

All my fears are scattered far,
And there’s beauty in this sunlight.

Vanilla scented skies, ah.
I breathe into life.
The subtle tick of time slows down ‘til it dies.
Vanilla scented skies, ah.

It was year after year of just falling in love,
Every moment in time it was you I dreamt of.
Love can’t fall apart, I won’t believe it,
It just changes face when you try to deceive it.

Without as much as an ounce of blame,
The love of my life left the way she came.
The love of my life, on a zephyr at the seaport.

“I had my fun, oh I had my fun with you.
But boy, you’ve got to reach for the sky these days,
Dust the milky clouds away.”

As a matter of fact, I’d like to thank you for that,
And for teaching me to cherish everyone I’ve met.

“You’ll love again, your heart will grow.
But in the end, you’ll always know my vanilla scented skies.”