(postcard to alicia 3) Where the lighthouse shines across the bay,

[wytchcroft]

Where the lighthouse shines across the bay,  
There's a cottage kissed by fume and spray,
Cheerful logs to warm the winter day are blazing.
List'ning to the breakers on the shore,
From a tiny cottage thatched with straw,
Stands a fair-haired lassie at the door star gazing.
Watching the dark clouds, dreading the gale,
Counting the days since her lover set sail.
Where the lighthouse shines across the bay,
Seagulls on the shore have heard her say:
"Come home, my love, come home, dear love, come home."

Music by Allan Gray, lyrics by Donovan Parsons.
credit to TheaterRaven the uploader