Delaney Talks To Statues

Delaney talks to statues as she dances 'round the pool
She chases cats through Roman ruins and stomps on big toadstools
She speaks a language all her own that I cannot discover
But she knows I love her so when I tuck her 'neath the covers

Father, daughter
Down by the water
Shells sink, dreams float
Life's good on our boat

Delaney draws me pictures, she finger-paints the sand
We chase the dogs and hop like frogs, then I do my bad handstands
She's growing up too fast for me and asking lots of questions
Some I know the answers to, and some I'm looking for suggestions

Father, daughter
Born by the water
Surf's up, sun's down
Life in a beach town

And some of the things I've seen
Maybe she won't have to see
But there's a lot I want to pass along
That was handed down to me

Delaney talks to statues as she dances 'round the pool
She chases cats through Roman ruins and stomps on big toadstools
She speaks a language all her own, just a little like her mother
And she knows I love her so when I tuck her 'neath the covers

Father, daughter
Down by the water
Shells sink, dreams float
Life's good on our boat

Shells sink, dreams float
Life's good on our boat