Whispering Waves

By the shore of the sea
Searching for his memory
Sifting sand through my hand weighing
What he means to me
In the early morning haze seagulls
Seem to cry my pain
And the ocean feels it too sighs
His name on whispering waves
Wrote his name next to mine big
And deep there in the sand
Till the earth tends to flow and
Our names will be drowned
All the birds sing harmonies to the
Top line of the breeze
While the ocean breathes his
Name on whispering waves
There's a bistro where we
Would dine each evening
Candle light and California wine
Love is holding hands across the table
I still go past each night
Look for his car outside
At the foot of this cliff we
Spent days weaving our dreams
Making plans building homes raising
Kids and coloring scenes
Then one morning he was gone and
Our story reached an end
But his words still linger
On on whispering waves
By the shore of the sea
Searching for his memory
Sifting sand through my hand weighing
What he means to me
All the birds sing harmonies to the
Top line of the breeze
While the ocean breathes his
Name on whispering waves