A lonely man I saw one day at the sea, standing lonely and forlorn gazing at something no one else could sea
I walk along the road
See movement out my eye
Turning quickly
Looking for you
And you are not there
Looking at the sea
Imagining swimming
With you in warm waters
And you are not there
Lying, looking at the stars
The brilliant shooting stars
Imagining telling you
But you are not there
In bed, under the covers
Cold, lonely
Reaching out to touch
And you are not there