When soft the sea breeze blows, my voice will sound,
When soft the rain falls, my tears will cry,
When shadows dance upon spring tides,
You know i am here - i did not die.
When ships sail with the morning tide,
And gulls fish near our sun-kissed shore,
When the air falls with summer breeze,
You'll know i am with you - forevermore.
When the sky is yellow with the setting sun,
And hoarses gallop upon the noon ebb flow,
When you hear the sea whispering our names against sand,,
You will hear my voice and feel our spirits grow.
So no,my love, come rest upon rocky sands,
Feel the sea breeze caress your sullen mind,
Then will you hear my voice and see me hide,
upon the noon, upon the sea - upon the tide.
