The lack of letters I'm coming up with is astounding
I was a melancholy dream away 
From actually tell you 
This lighthouse feels more like a prison
But I'll be okay with it

The waiting man waits
With sewn lips he can only cry
For she is gone and never to return

He remembers the good times
But there's this poisonous sound 
Forever beckoning him to die here
What is sweet tongue-tied moment this is

The waiting man waits
With sewn lips he can only cry
For she is gone and never to return

He was so young when he first came here
Now there is gray in his beard
He hears her moaning call
So lovely to his ears he weeps for forgiveness

The waiting man waits
With sewn lips he can only cry
For she is gone and never to return

For he whispers to himself
She will return, she will return
For my love grows for her
Deep sorrow that is what's in his heart now
The wait is almost over but he will not get the girl