I made up a boatman, he had yellow boat
I made up a house right here on the shore
It had a small yard with a cat, chimney smoke
It had also daffodils, grape vine and.. more...
I thought up a song for his restless oars
I also thought up his dreams in the night
I thought up unlimited dawns at the shores
I thought up seagulls, the Sun,...starry light
I was making it up, erecting ,creating
and building it slowly... one at a time
I made up his heart,of my heart so craving
now I peer at you... as in something sublime
I was making him up , but you are so real
you aren't a boatman with a house on the shore
when I'm looking at you, myself I can feel
It's you I've been thinking ...you are even more...