Wonderful

Wonderful I wrote this song when I lived on a 36-foot sloop in Long Beach, California—one of the best places I’ve ever lived—which is probably where the harbor comes from. It’s really just a love song. Boy, girl. Man, planet. ____________________ The Words: Finding his ship in harbor she’s waiting for his sails to furl he’s waiting for her smile Finding her love his arbor he searches for his waiting girl she worries for the while Finding their bond unbroken he holds her even tighter she cannot help but cry Finding his heart awoken he laughs to will the sky to her she laughs to will her heart to fly Finding her wonderful he sees her everywhere he goes Finding him wonderful she gives him everything he sees and feels and knows Finding the Earth my harbor I long to see the sun rise she turns into her light Finding her breast my arbor I find in her a paradise she finds in me a child tonight Finding me wonderful she gifts me everything I know Finding her wonderful I give her everything she seeds and nurses and grows Ulf Wolf April 1996/May 2015 Copyright © 2015 by Wolfstuff