Sometimes Alone

Sometimes alone I cry for you Who upon the waves was thrown Without a vest to come ashore Without a passage home And O my love what could I do For when we started I promised Then, that I would swim with you But you took my eyes And broke my hands, So though you threshed and called I could not tell where The water grew so quiet there My only gift I gave A prayer that if you did not tire soon You would find a harbor in the moon And nights when upon my sandy mind You lay, a patient in a swoon I would look up and see you there The one who stole my only tear.