Louise
Echoes off the shore of her abandoned dreams.
Deep beneath the foaming floor; the memory of Louise. (?)
She left her ghost behind to rattle in my sheets.
To wake me from the restless sleep; the memory of Louise.
In a sailing boat I see her, so vivid I could scream.
There's a storm on the horizon and she's far away at sea.
And in the dream I try to tell her as she falls down at her knees.
Please do not forget me, my loving wife Louise.
And I wish that I could feel her
soft breath against my face.
But I'll meet her when the sun goes down in another time and space.
And on the shore we'll stand together until she leaves me for the sea.
She's still there when I need her, my loving wife Louise.
In a sailing boat I see her so vivid I could scream.
There's a storm on the horizon and she's far away at sea.
And in the dream I try to tell her as she falls down at her knees.
Please do not forget me, my loving wife Louise.
Please do not forget me, my loving wife Louise.