The salt won't dry
Upon my skin
As the waves keep on crashing
Crashing in
And i stand on the shore
With my back to the wind
But my voice keeps on calling
Out to him.

I the day
You sailed away
With my tears in your hair
My feet in the clay
Your ship was a shadow
Your ghost my only friend
I will wait patiently for
You to come home again

Oh twelves years of letters
Set out to sea
Washing my words to the bottom with thee
And if i had my way
They will bury me
In the ocean of sorrows
Where our love's still free
In the ocean of sorrows
Where our love's still free.