There by the blue, blue sea On my morning walks Seagulls dip and sway Over the mossy rocks Oh feel the wind blowing in Cool summer days Boats in the bay Sailing along Under a lone palm tree On my easy rest Centered in my gaze Her pretty yellow dress Oh Catherine, drifts again Into my mind Freezing the time She visits me still Oh Marina Pastel hues Which one tomorrow Of your many moons? Coast guard city light My late evening walks Down the port's mouth square Pass Sam Wong Hotel Oh, Chinatown Closing down Ghosts ?? Eerily dressed Oh harp player(?) On Grant Ave. Which one tomorrow of your morning(yearning) tunes ?