I walked all day along theshore. I was made for loving you. I drown my pain in alcohol. How could you feel the same way too? My feet will not walk anymore. So I guess you ought to know the truth
of the waves. The wailing of the wind. The tears in my eyes burn. Pleading, "My love, return" Why, oh, why must I go on like this?. Shall I just be a lonely stranger on theshore? Why, oh, why must
of the waves. The wailing of the wind. The tears in my eyes burn. Pleading, "My love, return" Why, oh, why must I go on like this?. Shall I just be a lonely stranger on theshore? Why, oh, why must
sees and feels our every move. With an open restless mind. We leave the first shore behind. . Surrounded by the voices of the night. We struggle on and try not to look behind. . Washed away by
of the waves. The wailing of the wind. The tears in my eyes burn. Pleading, "My love, return" Why, oh, why must I go on like this?. Shall I just be a lonely stranger on theshore? Why, oh, why must
must I go on like this?. Shall I just be a lonely stranger on theshore?. . The sighing of the waves. The wailing of the wind. The tears in my eyes burn. Pleading, "My love, return". . Why, oh
