Grey waves carve the shore, November skies are chasing
Pine trees bending low, cling their feet in the buckthorn weeds
Seagulls crying out, the wind against our faces
Eyes fixed far away, silently standing still as stone

Waiting for the fisherman
For the sailor boy
For the long-lost son
For my lover's arms
To return

(For the long-lost son, for my lover's arms)

Grey waves carve the shore like they've done for ages
Rosebush braves the sea, planted by loving hands, long gone

Waiting for the fisherman
For the soldier boy
For the long-lost son
For my lover's arms
To return

(For the long-lost son, for my lover's arms)


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Solitary Wives song meanings
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