The Boathouse

There's a place I have found In the shade, on the ground Far from our worries and troubling sound When I go there to be by myself, only me No one can guess What I came there to see There's a sun in the sky There's a cloud drifting by All kinds of birds Make you wish you could fly And in the distance, I see Someone waving at me I hope that it's you But who else could it be? I guess it would be nice to belong in your arms I hope you feel the same way too Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na I guess it would be nice to belong in your arms I hope you feel the same way too There's a place I have found In the shade, on the ground Far from our worries and troubling sound When I go there to be by myself, only me No one can guess What I came there to see