whispering pines

if you find me in a gloom

or catch me in a dream

inside my lonely room

there is no in between

whispering pines

rising of the tide

if only one star shines

that's just enough to get inside

i will wait until it all goes 'round

with you in sight

the lost are found

foghorn through the night

calling out to sea

protect my only light cause she once belonged to me

let the waves rush in

let the seagulls cry

for if i live again

these hopes will never die

i can feel you standing there

but i don't see you anywhere

standing by the well

wishing for the rains

reaching to the clouds

for nothing else remains

drifting in a daze

when evening will be done

try looking through a haze

at an empty house

in the cold

cold sun

i will wait until it all goes round

with you in sight

the lost are found