Sandy - Harry Chapin

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