Sea Fret
Black cat in my path today
Black news chilled me to the marrow
Black cloud standing in my way
Two birds of prey and one for sorrow
A little chaos flown from my life
Too late to hope for one last summer
A sea fret hides the harbour
A cold wind blows off the sea
You lie somewhere I'll never find you
And no-one's lying next to me
And surely these are not the places
That we were meant to be
Long ago you blew into my life
Like a friendly hurricane
Near misses, French kisses
Then you'd be gone again
Till later you'd drop by
And break my heart again
Sometimes I was sure I loved you
Sometimes I even think that you loved me
But there was always something else
Somewhere else you had to be
Always something in the way
Someone else you had to see
Though I always knew we'd drive each other crazy
My fevered heart still hoped someday
I'd find you waiting round the bend
For someone I hoped some day to be
Waiting there for someone
I never could quite be
Mist rolls up the mountain
A cold wind blows off the sea
There's no ledge for us to meet on
And no-one's lying next to me
And surely these are not the places
That we were meant to be
Black news chilled me to the marrow
Black cloud standing in my way
Two birds of prey and one for sorrow
A little chaos flown from my life
Too late to hope for one last summer
A sea fret hides the harbour
A cold wind blows off the sea
You lie somewhere I'll never find you
And no-one's lying next to me
And surely these are not the places
That we were meant to be
Long ago you blew into my life
Like a friendly hurricane
Near misses, French kisses
Then you'd be gone again
Till later you'd drop by
And break my heart again
Sometimes I was sure I loved you
Sometimes I even think that you loved me
But there was always something else
Somewhere else you had to be
Always something in the way
Someone else you had to see
Though I always knew we'd drive each other crazy
My fevered heart still hoped someday
I'd find you waiting round the bend
For someone I hoped some day to be
Waiting there for someone
I never could quite be
Mist rolls up the mountain
A cold wind blows off the sea
There's no ledge for us to meet on
And no-one's lying next to me
And surely these are not the places
That we were meant to be
Credits
Writer(s): David Harley
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