The waves, the waves, pounding the dark stretch of sand. And I, not far away, can not sleep, determine not to weep, at the sound of the sea from which I came.
“Return…return.”, it whispers in the night. “One day you will. Return to me.”
The Waves
The waves, the waves, pounding the dark stretch of sand. And I, not far away, can not sleep, determine not to weep, at the sound of the sea from which I came.
“Return…return.”, it whispers in the night. “One day you will. Return to me.”