Echoes off the shore of her abandoned dreams.
Deep beneath the foaming flow; the memory of Louise.
She left her ghost behind to rattle in my sheets.
To wake me from the restless sleep; the memory of Louise.
In a sailing boat I see her, so vivid I could scream.
There s a storm on the horizon and she s far away at sea.
And in the dream I try to tell her as she falls down at her knees.
Please do not forget me, my loving wife Louise.
Solo (Same progression as the first verse)
And I wish that I could feel her soft breath against my face.
But I ll meet her when the sun goes down in another time and space.
And on the shore we ll stand together until she leaves me for the sea.
She s still there when I need her, my loving wife Louise.
In a sailing boat I see her, so vivid I could scream.
There s a storm on the horizon and she s far away at sea.
And in the dream I try to tell her as she falls down at her knees.
Please do not forget me, my loving wife Louise.
Please do not forget me, my loving wife Louise.
