Donna Summer - Whispering Waves lyrics
[Donna Summer - Whispering Waves lyrics]
By the shore of the sea
Searching for his memory
Sifting sand through my hand
Weighing what he means to me
In the early morning haze
Seagulls seem to cry my pain
And ocean feels it too
Sighs his name on whispering waves
Wrote his name next to mine
Big and deep there in the sand
'Til the earth tends to flow and
Our names will be drowned
All the birds sing harmonies to the
Top line of the breeze
While the ocean breathes his
Name on whispering waves
There's a bistro where we
Would dine each evening
Candle light and California wine
Love is holding hands across the table
I still go past each night
Look for his car outside
At the foot of this cliff
We spent days weaving our dreams
Making plans, building homes
Raising kids and colouring scenes
Then one morning, he was gone
And our story reached an end
But his words still linger
On on whispering waves
Aah, ahh, ahh
By the shore of the sea
Searching for his memory
Sifting sand through my hand
Weighing what he means to me
All the birds sing harmonies to the
Top line of the breeze
While the ocean breathes his
Name on whispering waves
Ooh
Searching for his memory
Sifting sand through my hand
Weighing what he means to me
In the early morning haze
Seagulls seem to cry my pain
And ocean feels it too
Sighs his name on whispering waves
Wrote his name next to mine
Big and deep there in the sand
'Til the earth tends to flow and
Our names will be drowned
All the birds sing harmonies to the
Top line of the breeze
While the ocean breathes his
Name on whispering waves
There's a bistro where we
Would dine each evening
Candle light and California wine
Love is holding hands across the table
I still go past each night
Look for his car outside
At the foot of this cliff
We spent days weaving our dreams
Making plans, building homes
Raising kids and colouring scenes
Then one morning, he was gone
And our story reached an end
But his words still linger
On on whispering waves
Aah, ahh, ahh
By the shore of the sea
Searching for his memory
Sifting sand through my hand
Weighing what he means to me
All the birds sing harmonies to the
Top line of the breeze
While the ocean breathes his
Name on whispering waves
Ooh