The salt won't dry Upon my skin As the waves keep on crashing Crashing in And i stand on the shore With my back to the wind But my voice keeps on calling Out to him. I remember the day You sailed away With my tears in your hair My feet in the clay Your ship was a shadow Your ghost my only friend I will wait patiently for You to come home again Oh twelves years of letters Set out to sea Washing my words to the bottom with thee And if i had my way They will bury me In the ocean of sorrows Where our love's still free In the ocean of sorrows Where our love's still free.