Walking alone by the pale moon
I hear the sound from inside
What we hope for [bad word] so soon
Wish Time is on our side

Turn your face to the spindrift
See the waves rolling over the rocks
Build your sandcastle in the rain
It will stand with a great touch of faith

On the way out of the gloom
Searching for some clear skies
What we hope for [bad word] so soon
Somewhere the view is wide