Paths Not Crossed

The water settles down on peaceful streams
As he sits on the shore in the sun burned sand
He looks out up the glassy sea that never ends
Her reflection is found along the face sea

The salty wind picks up as the sky grows dark
The crowd settles down and they drift away
Fires flicker in the distance as the sun slips away
He is unseen among the long cast shadows

Birds fly by in the night sky searching for rest
They perch along the harbor that runs to the west
Light illuminates the path as people walk on by
She is rushes along the busy pier unnoticed

The white foam waves pick up as a ship sails on by
With the moon casting it's light to guide the way
The music plays as the crowd slips along the sea
He stands alone at the end of the wooden dock

a man plays the saxophone on the corner boulevard
To the delight of the empty street listening in an echo
Sound travels down the alley ways for few to hear
She is caught in at glance down a quiet avenue

She lays her head down to fall asleep for the night
He searches the thoughts where his heart has been
Each is found still searching for another chance
In hopes to find each other in their dreams