I got this feeling on a summer day when you were gone.
I want to see you again in Greece
Where we will drink Ouzo and watch the sun rise and fall.
I want to meet you again in Figi. Teach me how to surf
and hold me above your head.
Kiss me on the forehead.
Play Claire de Lune while I weap
lying on a Steinway.
And as the sun rises and lightening stops crashing
you and I are still.