Waves stimulate a pattern,
Just like your words mould me,
Vast and deep our love
like the ocean sea.
Moon retreats its call,
Ships upon ships they wain,
Here I lay alone,
An anchor without a chain.
Waves stimulate a pattern,
Just like your words mould me,
Vast and deep our love
like the ocean sea.
Moon retreats its call,
Ships upon ships they wain,
Here I lay alone,
An anchor without a chain.