Leaving Song I

 I’ve got a house, by the sea

I’ve got you, right next to me

I’ve got everything

That I need, today


I’ve got a dog that I can walk

I’ve got friends that I can call

I’ve got everything, everything

And nothing at all


 Trouble, fly away from me

Lift those shadowy wings and go

I’m a waitin' 

On my golden day

Then I’m sailing away on my own


I’ve got time, on my hands

Hours pour, through like sand

Well I never did stop to count

Never figured my way out

And I never could face the doubts of yesterday


Trouble, fly away from me

Lift those shadowy wings and go

I’m a waitin' 

On my golden day,

Then I’m sailing away on my own

Sailing away, on my own

Sailing away on my own

© Devon Hanley 2017