The lighthouse spins its ray
through cooling evening air
out across the bay.
At closing of the day
she walked with me out here -
The lighthouse spins its ray.
I watched the precious way
she smiled. She shook her hair
out across the bay.
All I can do is say
My time I'll gladly share.
The lighthouse spins its ray.
Knowing she'd never stay
was more than I could bear.
Out across the bay
she said It's all ok.
I stand alone and stare.
The lighthouse spins its ray
out across the bay.