There is no one who will take me by that shore
Close to the smoke, far from the fires of your harbour
But if I am awake this time I'll know
All over your eyes, a storm is rolling over, rolling over, rolling over

Oh, you can take away the divine, my dear
And comb your hair and I won't mind at all
Even though the thought's behind
I came just to remind you
I love you so
I love you so

There is no one who will take me by that shore
But the wave's rushing down, the wave's rushing down on your shoulders
And if I am awake this time, this time I'll know
All over your eyes, a storm is nearly over, nearly over

And you can take away the divine, my dear
And comb your hair and I won't mind at all
Even though the thought's behind
I came just to remind you
I love you so
I love you so
I love you so