In the morning, when the clouds are forming

The sun is turning, from another day

I become, your little darling

Wrapped in longing, from another place

Love will stop the cliffs from falling

Love will put the ocean to bed

Love will stop the hours from haunting

Offering a dawn instead

Oh your silence is the sound I’m storing

For the loneliest of days ahead

The coastland hears when the northwind start to freak out

“Hailing waters ahead!”

Love will stop the cliffs from falling

Love will put the ocean to bed

Love will stop the hours from haunting

Offering a dawn instead