Garth Rakumakoe

Sittin\' On The Dock Of The Bay

Sittin\' on the dock of the bay

withering away with passing time,

flowing happily with the tide

are the memoirs of our pictures

living souvenirs in my eyes

 

Ferried by the last ripples

on the water, setting

with the orange sun

is my feebly ebbing hope

to soon capture the motion picture

of your ever radiant smile

that in your very absence I paint

and visualize, on the water

gone with the summer rains

 

It gives me great warmth inside

to know

sittin\' on the dock of the bay

that this portrait of you

will always be mine