past the falls

the wind blew and her hair stood still, he sits beneath her window sill. she awaits the magic in his hands, he walks her out into the night, and takes her in a different light, her eyes divert to the water beneat his feet, oh, the water beneath his feet, oh, the water beneath his feet, boy wakes up and runs outside, to find that all his fears have died, and all the shells are laying on the sand, she kicks a rock along that road, and stood still while the story was told, do you believe in me he said, can you believe in me. oh, you believe in me, oh, you believe in me, the wind blew and her hair stood still, he sits beneat her window sill. she awaits the magic in his hands, he walks her out into the night, and takes her in a different light, her eyes divert to the water beneat his feet, oh, the water beneath his feet, oh, the water beneath his feet, oh, you believe in me, oh, you believe in me