Walking in the grey morning sea-foam spray
Seeing how the day is started on it's way
By the rising of the sun, burning through the thun-
der clouds that pouts and casts dark doubts
About the beauty of the hour, but nothing makes it sour
Except I want you with me.
So I'm wading in the sea and I'm feeling pretty free,
Nothing bothers me, unless occassionally
I remember that you're gone, find that I'm alone,
'Cept for a bird I heard who sings one word:
The word I fear, that you'll "ne-ver" be here,
And I sure do want you with me.
I want you with me
As I'm walking by the sea
Under a sky, where gulls fly
So much higher than I.
Why bother lie by trying to deny
That I could just die
Of wanting you with me.
Now the sun is high and it's working on my eye
And I hear the seagull cry and realize that I
Smell the savor of the salt and I know the fault
Is mine this time, and there's no use crying
About the waves upon the sand or my hurting empty hand
But I sure do want you with me.