I've stood there,
while the waves kept turning.
Turning 'round,
while I kept watching.

Waiting for her,
to come to me this time.
Waiting for her,
to come into my sight.
wanting her,
to be standing before me.
All my life,
the same old story.

Held by walls,
of sand around me.
Boarders that,
always surround me.

I'm pushing them down,
I'm going on through.
Wash them away,
with the waves that will bring her.
Starting again,
with something new.

Keeping in mind,
that I'm still watching for her.