Are you by the water
Are you settled in space
Does the world revolve around you
Have you found, might I say, your grace
I chased you for a long time
Always I enjoyed the freedom of the place
I tried to make the world all mine
Yet often, to be honest, I could not find a trace
The brothers, and the sisters too
Carry on with their learning
I pass the baton from me to you
Either way, so it seems, I am forever yearning
Longing for a communique
You know the kind of thing
A simple note, perhaps to say
Oh, am I so glad that you did ring
For it was only a thought
Albeit also somewhat pretentious
That when I made the call I ought
To have said, oh, how wonderfully sensuous
