Crackle in the lines so far away, the late night DJ starts to play

That sacred song goes phasing through the airwaves of the night

Beyond the lonely light house beam, beyond these black and restless dreams

She'll wake before I go to sleep in the silver morning light 

Ch: Carry these words over the ocean, carry these words over the sea

Tell her that I'm thinking of her - does she ever think of me? 



Out in the drizzle of the dirty rain, I walk the square alone again

Reflections of the neon shines in colours on the ground

Beyond the woods and the open fields, the long and empty highway miles

She lies beneath these very skies, sleeping sound 

Ch: Carry these words over the ocean, carry these words over the sea

Tell her that I'm thinking of her - does she ever think of me? 

And the promises that we made - and the place we loved so well

The storm clouds of her eyes, a sadness thunder never still