Whispering Pine

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 for he 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

(Standing by the well)

Wishing for the rains

(Wishing for the rains)

Reaching to the clouds

(Reaching to the clouds)

For nothing else but me

Drifting in a daze, when evening will be coming

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