With waves of gold locks falling down around her shoulders prettily, a woman sits in a silk gown. Alone is she beside the sea. Deep longing in her starts to stir. She sits, arms round bent knees as she recalls his arms enwrapping her. Alone is she beside the sea. Out to the horizon, gazing, she thinks of every memory of him with her - so amazing! Alone is she beside the sea. As sure as she is that the tide will rise, then fall, she knows that he will never more be at her side. Alone is she beside the sea.