[Verse 1] The tide kept singing at the edge of town, A low blue hymn when the sun went down. We left our summer footprints in the sand, The sea took every promise from our hands. [Pre-Chorus] Now frost writes its small knives on the glass, And every warm afternoon has passed. My fingers stiffen round the window frame, Still I can hear the water call my name. [Chorus] Ocean, sing me back to where the warm days ran, Where the salt wind held the daylight in its hands. Let the old waves rise and carry me once more, To the sun that touched my shoulders on the shore. [Verse 2] The pines stand black beneath a pewter sky, The gulls are gone; their cries have thinned to sighs. I fold the faded summer in my coat, And let its little warmth stay there afloat. [Pre-Chorus] The first cold mornings find me half awake, With brittle hands and a heart that will not break. I close my eyes against the winter air, And hear your sea-song moving everywhere. [Chorus] Ocean, sing me back to where the warm days ran, Where the salt wind held the daylight in its hands. Let the old waves rise and carry me once more, To the sun that touched my shoulders on the shore. [Bridge] Time rolled the summer under, stone by stone, Yet every wave remembers what we’ve known. If morning brings the chill against my skin, Let one bright note of sunlight reach within. [Final Chorus] Ocean, sing me back to where the warm days ran, Where the salt wind held the daylight in its hands. Let the old waves rise and carry me once more, To the sun that touched my shoulders on the shore. [Outro] Sing through the cold, sing under the stone, Bring back the warmth I thought I’d outgrown.
