The wind caught the seagull and chased it off the shore
See how it trembles
Givin' in, drifting off
boy lit a cigarette
While the girl closed the door
These hopeless romantic fools
Won't be lovers no more

But see how the waves [bad word] in
And see how the waves are washing off
Leaving the shore so pure
Cleansing until it's white as snow

dear's gasping for air
It's made its last mistake
fool for old [bad word] Drifts away in the wake of the dawn
car leaves the front yard
Of a house she calls home
Her man won't be back again
Won't be home anymore

But see how the waves [bad word] in
And see how the waves are washing off
Leaving the shore so pure
Cleansing until it's white as snow

New day's dawn as the dark drifts away