Whispering Pine

If you find me in a gloom or catch me in a dream
Inside my lonely room there is no in between
Whispering pines, rising of the tide
If only one star shines that's just enough to get inside
I will wait until it all goes 'round
With you in sight the lost are found
Foghorn through the night, calling out to sea
Protect my only light for he once belonged to me
Let the waves rush in, let the seagulls cry
For if I live again these hopes will never die
I can feel you standing there
But I don't see you anywhere
Standing by the well
(Standing by the well)
Wishing for the rains
(Wishing for the rains)
Reaching to the clouds
(Reaching to the clouds)
For nothing else but me
Drifting in a daze, when evening will be coming
Try looking through a haze
At an empty house, in the cold, cold sun
I will wait until it all goes round
With you in sight, the lost are found