The Wave - Bedouine

Well of tomorrows flow over for you

Not really a well, may as well be the sea

I tease the leaves of days gone by

But turned, and looking to the sky

I try to borrow

I cannot contain the way I feel for you

Or anything

I ride the wave

Bells of sorrow ring the horizon

Sky blue sky burning pink

Though the fire is silent

Are you waiting way out there

As all I can do is stare

Out from this island

I cannot contain the way I feel for you

Or anything

I ride the wave

I’d break my bones to swim out past the wave

I’d break my heart to see a different way