I walk by the shoreline,
The passionate lovers gather here nightly to sing
And oh what love songs I hear in their voices,
It's almost too much for me.

It's here we walked by the ocean
It's here we sang our song
It's here we talked about a future
That would never come.

I walk by my own will,
For hopeless romantics, go back to familiar haunts.
I am not hopeless -- I feel you here,
Your song still beckons me near.

And if by chance a tidal wave comes
Crashing down over these dreams
I know if I listen, I'll be saved by the sound
Of our melody that still sings.