THE GOLDEN KEY

THE GOLDEN KEY

They walk the solid Boardwalk
Almost every single day
Her dog stops to sniff & smell
He pulls her the whole way;
Sometimes they stop at the Playground
To have a little swing
Sometimes they stop to feed the ducks
Or hear the seagulls sing.

They call her "Boardwalk Angel"
And watch her by the sea
As they wonder what's inside
Her little golden key;
Does it unlock her house doors
Or maybe fit her car?
Why does she just cling to it?
Did it drop from a falling star?

I asked her that question
One day while she sat
On a bench all by herself
Wearing a baseball hat;
She turned to me and smiled
As her eyes began to dart
Staring at the ocean blue:
"It is the key to my heart."

"I keep it with me all the time
So no-one will ever steal
My love and my honour
So I don't ever, ever feel:
Dependent on another man
To be acccused or abused
In the years that I have left
I never again will feel used."

She walked away with her key
And the tide was coming in
I often wondered where she went
'Cuz I never say her again;
Some say she moved away
We don't know any more
But one day at full tide
The key was washed ashore.

Perhaps she met and fell in love
With someone she could trust
Perhaps she sacrificed herself
And has just turned to dust;
I like to think she's happy
With Prince Charming by her side
And she threw away the key
'Cuz he'll stay with her 'til she dies.