The sun is low, it\'s cold, it\'s calm,
The summer\'s done,
And seaside waves are gray like clouds
Engulfing skies.
I miss the warmth, the light, the comfort
Of your arms,
And seagulls scream, the dream is gone,
And so you are.
I\'m waiting here, but not despair,
\'Cause you\'ll be back.
The sun is low, it\'s cold, it\'s calm -
It\'s peaceful time.