The sheep upon cliffs along it’s stride,
The sand caresses their side,
Grazing the hills to and fro,
Nor even a care where they go.
While the days gently float by,
Underneath this Welsh sky,
It’s as if the waves start in the heavens,
Makes my heart open.
On days like these,
Across this Celtic sea,
Everything feels ok,
I have come to terms with the day.
I’ve spent enough time on the other shore
This is home now; smiling and happy,
I’ll be in Wales from now on
Here asleep at night in my own bed,
Safe together; dreaming about us
Next to you; where you stay
Still within my head.