The Shore Down Under

Lonely, as lonely as I can be
Slowly, as slow as time can be
I stared into the sea, I stared into the waves
Slowly, as slow as waves can be

When will you come to me?
When will you come to me?

Where the summer burns blue and green
Here on this burning sand
I listened to this hungry sea
It's falling on the level shores

And the wind blows through the trees
And I think of you and I think of the days
If only I could see your face
The prize of a holiday

Hope the wind will carry me away
Hope the wind will carry me away

Listen, listen to the siren
Hear your voice cried by a river
Slowly, slowly, it flows to the sea

When will you come to me?
When will you come to me?