As the waves crash in On the western shore The wind blows fierce from the east Wave tops torn into flying spindrift As the waves crash in On the western shore It makes me feel uneasy The spray that's torn away Is an image of the way I feel What am I supposed to say? Where are the words to answer you When you talk that way? As the sun goes down On the western shore The wind blows hard from the east It whips the sand into a flying spindrift, spindrift As the sun goes down On the western shore It makes me feel uneasy In the hot dry rasp of the devil winds Who cares what a fool believes? What am I supposed to say? Where are the words to answer you
When you talk that way? Words that fly against the wind and waves A little closer to you Where is the wave that will carry me A little closer to you? Where is the wave that will carry me What am I supposed to say? Where are the words to answer you When you talk that way? What am I suppose to do? Where are the words that will make you see What I believe is true? Where is the wave that will carry me A little closer to you Where is the wave that will carry me A little closer to you? Where is the wave that will carry me A little closer to you Where is the wave that will carry me A little closer to you?