Roses of red, irises blue
But the only thing more, is me missing you
And socks without shoes, and clocks without hands
And all in between, I'll never understand
With time in our favor, and years I can savor
This day and tonight, can last till hair is white
While the wind is blowing down the shore
And dreams never dream, and nightmares on the wall
I have no one by my side, but an angel I can call
She's there on the moon, and knows where I am
She's beating my heart, and holding my hand
With weeks flowing wayward, and words I have referred
This love that is mine, and all stars align
The wind's still blowing down the shore
For a hundred and ninety-three miles
It feels like a million more
With part of me on the coastline, and I on the shore
Six more days till I go home, and see this angel's soul
And save me from the dark, and fill this empty hole
With me moving slowly, from being less lonely
I'm seeing this girl, and takes up my world
Will the wind stop blowing down the shore