On a cold, misty evening I wandered
down to the shore of my childhood home;
a lonely beach, next to a lonely stage
With my head in my hands, I wondered "where did the time go?"

I touched the Atlantic ocean
it hasn't changed a bit, it has always been there
the constant, inevitable ebb and flow
wave over wave, sure to follow the next

A single tear fell from my eye
in memory of the man who first brought me here
A blue eyed soul, who I'll never forget
who I wonder about everytime I touch the water

Though, I never have to wonder again, I will
As the sun peaks through the mist
the tide sets in now... once again
I find his reflection as I look in the sea