Wondering where its gotten to in its wanderings
Whats sights its seen among the waves
Did it float or sink to inky depths
Has it found warm currents to heat its passion
Or grown numb in artic canals
Still I wonder if in its wanderings its washed ashore at your feet
An if so have you collected it like a precious treasure
Or tossed it back after seeing it battered and bruised
Like a cast away have you forgotten its love
Or will you rescue it from the voids oceany depths
