The sea is calm and the air is fresh
The sun is high above the white clouds
Standing on the dock, standing looking out at the world

The wind begins to blow
The sun disappears
The clouds turn angry and black
Standing on the dock, looking out at the world

The boat rocks against the lapping waves
Close to the rocks it threatens to break
The rain wets the earth, boils the sea
Standing on the dock, looking out at the world

It eases
It passes
The sun glistens and bounces a reflection off the water
Standing on the dock, looking out at me… is you.