Delaney Talks To Statues

Delaney talks to statues As she dances 'round the pool She chases cats through Roman ruins And stomps on big toadstools She speaks a language of her own That I cannot discover But she knows, I love her so When I tuck her 'neath the covers Father, daughter Down by the water Shells sink, dreams float Life's good on our boat Delaney draws me pictures She finger paints the sand We chase the dogs and hop like frogs Then I do my bad handstand She's growin' up too fast for me And askin' lots of questions Some I know the answers to And some I'm lookin' for suggestions Father, daughter Born by the water Surf's up, sun's down Life in a beach town And some of the things I've seen Maybe she won't have to see But there's a lot I want to pa*s along That was handed down to me Delaney talks to statues As she dances 'round the pool She chases cats through Roman ruins And stomps on big toadstools She speaks a language of her own Just a little like her mother And she knows, I love her so When I tuck her 'neath the covers Father, daughter Down by the water Shells sink, dreams float Life's good on our boat Shells sink, dreams float Life's good on our boat