The wind is a'whipping through the open doors Speaking of the sea and the rolling' waves Maybe there's a ship at the bottom now Or struggling on the surface with a cry for help Wish I could forget and let the years go by Wish I could escape from my dreams of youTwenty years ago it was a howling storm As the voice of a god from a great beyond I was standing on the shore as the sky grew dark With a hand on a bible and a hand on my heart Wish I could forget and let the years go by Wish I could escape from my dreams of you
Because all I have left is the voice of the wind Blowing through the doors of our house
The sun was drying up the rain in our sky Shining gold in our sails and Our hearts standing by Remember what they're singing On their way to the sea: "Goodbye fare thee well, goodbye for me" Wish I could forget and let the years go by Wish I could escape from my dreams of you
Empty were the coffins and The house where we lived As the grave that I dug By our place on the beach How I wish the water could Be poured out of the sea So I can go and get you back ashore with me Wish I could forget and let the years go by Wish I could escape from my dreams of youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
