Flowers on the bridge on our way home now all alone, she packed her life to live by the sea when she's lying on her bed she lies awake and dreams of words that he had said.
I will be with you I will be there soon
Singing songs and drinking wine seven years and her life by the sea is fine but when she's lying on her bed she lies awake and dreams of words that he had said.
I will be with you I will be there soon
Oh! she says stay with me, stay with me 'till I can no longer breath.
Cloudy days are what she loves, to walk the stones and know that she was loved.