Sandy - Chapin, Harry

sandy is the seashore, and sandy is the sea, sandy is the clear blue sky, or so it seems to me, yes i see her everywhere, in everything i see, she can turn to anything, that she would like to be, sandy is the summer's day, she laughs inside the brook, sandy is and autumn moon, she shines down when i look, sandy is a cozy fire, on a snowy winter's night, and sandy is the soft spring rain, in the early morning light, sandy is my mirror, there are secrets in her eyes, and every single morning, she dawns a new disguise, she has caught the mystery, of all that's wild and free, oh yes, i see the world in her, for she means the world to me