Hand in hand, we walked along the beach,
Leaving footprints on the shore.       
Yours beside mine,                     
Mine beside yours.                     
Fleeting impressions in the sand,      
For the never-ending tide of time,      
Washes them away again.                
	
How long must I suffer the thunder         
Of a thousand voices in the crashing waves, 
Calling out your name! 			    
Retracing my steps I find
Only empty, crushed shells.                 
No sign that we walked here,                
No proof you were once mine.