Death of a Surfer

Each day I get into my car
and drive along the shore
to the place where I first saw you

Ride a wave, ride a wave

I know that you don't see me there
wet sand clinging to your hair
as you take me, take me away
when we

ride a wave, ride a wave

sometimes I watch you paddle
way out in the sea
and I think of what it would be like
if you were next to me

sometimes I get so scared, so scared
as the ocean carries you
and you are so amazing
you are a surfer true

today I saw your picture in the papaer
they said the weather changed suddenly and you were lost
suddenly, somewhere near New Zealand
and I cried many tears as I now lay ...

and I cried many tears as I now lay flowers on your face, your skin
and everyone around me is saying your name

my love, your name