At eve I pace the whiten\u27d sandsI wipe my hair with nervous handsSo thick with dew the shining bands,I sigh I moan oh wearilyFor many, many leagues of seaNow lie between my love and me!For many many leagues of seaNow lie between my love and me.
His lips rain\u27d kisses on my hair,He left me standing tumbling there;He said in words, so soft so fair, I will come back, come back to theeThough many, many leagues of seaMay lie between my love and me!Though many, many leagues of seaMay lie between my love and me.
Oh say not that I wait in vain!That others watch\u27d with throbbing brainFor truant ones who never came,So false to me, he could bot beThough many, many leagues of seaDo lie between my love and me!Though many, many leagues of seaDo lie between my love and me
