On The Horizon

Jennifer... where do you go at night? Is no-one there to hold you tight? Above your head I see a golden ball And it catches light from all around you Jennifer says she'll be back when she's older She's fixing her wings just to fly Leaves me a note on her beautiful paper Fixing her wings just to fly Closer still, I hear a melody Singing loud and clear, above the trees Like a siren's call, away on a distant boat Like a memory that breaks you in two Jennifer says she'll be back when she's older She's fixing her wings just to fly Leaves me a note on her beautiful paper Fixing her wings just to fly