She waits till midnight's fallen
Upon the waiting evening
Then takes the path toward the cliff
Above the ocean roar
She passes by the cottage
Roses on the railings
To the last place they held each other
His tender lips on hers
When summer had flown
Evening kisses softly blown
And after the harvest
The days were winter long
He's still gone
And never to return
She watched the last boat leaving
The wake of silver water
And with the turn of morning tide
Her heart could break no more
And what for those there left behind
To trawl the cold Atlantic line
Or labour on the stony land
From which their souls were born
When summer had flown
Evening kisses softly blown
And after the harvest
The days were winter long
He's still gone
And never to return
A memory held in granite
The golden light revealing
The story of the heartbreak is
An island that still mourns
Oh, blessed are the lovers
Who gave their hearts so freely
They found each other once again
Upon the ocean floor
