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?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
