Memories (Point Roberts)

This is about my weekend at a camp in point roberts, washington (USA) with my church youth group....enjoy!

Across the border, to the middle of nowhere
For some reason everyone wants to go there
The sun is bright, the grass is damp
At Point Roberts Fellowship Camp

If I sing a song, I hope you sing along
As we wash the dishes with a soap so strong
And eat the food so deliciously prepared
Its true that everybody wants to be there

Down at the beach, not down by the bay
Is where we went to swim that day
The water was cold but the mood was just right
Basking beneath the sunshine's light

When playing scum we shouted out echos
While we all dove in and tried a Necco
He was right, they were good...but not as good as he said
But we all made him think that he started a trend

Sitting on the dock with a handful of muscles
Laughing as the boat going by seems to struggle
Reminiscing and remembering the good times we've had
Smiling and overall feeling glad

The feeling I felt underneath the stars
Of you rocking me in your arms
Made me so complete I didn't know what to say
So I just sat and listened to your voice come my way

The fire was big, and so was the sound
Of the mysterious animal with a call so loud
Some of us jumped, some even screamed
Yet we all laughed so hard we couldn't breathe

All the inside jokes, from pasta to mice
Made me laugh and not think twice
About returning to this place where the fun never ends
Right there... where I've made the best of my friends