When the Waves Roll Out to Sea

Until that day my life had been a river
In a safe, predestinated course
Suddenly detouring unexpectedly
With uncompromising force
My strongholds broke down all too easily
I remember well how it did embarrass me
I hung on to his every smile, marvelled at his style

And when the waves roll out to sea
I know that he won't return for yet another year
I'll be waiting for him on this windy pier
'Til the mist is breaking, then I'll see what becomes of me

And once again the river's flowing slowly
In its own and uneventful course
And my love affair's become a memory
I recall without remorse
But all the time I wonder where he is
And I will admit he had something that I miss
I guess he was a rolling stone, the only one I've known

And when the waves roll out to sea
I know that he won't return for many days to come
I'll be waiting for him on this windy pier yet another year
And WHEN THE WAVES ROLL OUT TO SEA
(Memories growing every time, that touch)
I'm a woman with a wound that always burns
I'm forever waiting. Will I see what becomes of me?

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