I stare at the far horizon drawing fuzzy sketches on the sand
that the waves erase in just a moment
Oh you ruthless mighty sea, erasing my sketches
just the way you erased my dreams.
Oh the brutal murderer of innocent joy and laughter
Don't you feel ashamed of you cowardly act?
Are you not guilty of the crime you committed?
Oh you cold blooded killer, how could you steal him away from me?
If your deep dark water was instead like a bride's veil
I would see where he rest in peace.
Oh mighty water lord, bring him back to the shore just once
so I could tell him the three words
I never had the chance to say....................
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