in your eyes

a little girl's riding her horse right through town
following the trail of an outlaw she loves
collecting a menagerie of aromas and dirt
she looks down on the pedestrian world

now in the bathtub she screams loud & laughs
tickled to be all a-rub-a-dub-dub
splashing suds on all that she sees
making water her weapon of joy

I saw her today as I passed by your eyes
I felt her heart beating still wild
she said hi who're you where're you going right now
she said hey look at me I am me

she talks like a fisherman's daughter
with words that explode in the heart
she catches me drifting and sinking
and hauls me in safe to her boat