Been some years ago
Since I left from my island
To go to the mainland,
Like the old folks would say;
As I walked up the gangway
And I stood on the starboard
And I gazed on the harbour
On a grey foggy day.

Summer days they were warmer then
When we laughed with the old fishermen,
And they cursed when the fog rolled in,
Then they made up the hay;
It's been more than a long, long time
Since I held you and called you mine,
And we waited for the sun to shine
On a grey foggy day.

To wake in the early morn
To the sound of the old fog horn,
And wait for the men to return
With their boats in the bay;
All these things I don't see no more
When I lived on the old cape shore,
And I gazed on the boats on the moors
On a grey foggy day.

Summer days they were warmer then
When we laughed with the old fishermen,
And they cursed when the fog rolled in,
Then they made up the hay;
It's been more than a long, long time
Since I held you and called you mine,
And we waited for the sun to shine
On a grey foggy day.

And as long as my heart,
Doesn't break from those old memories,
Old lovers and old use-to-bes,
I'll come home for to stay;
I can still hear the ocean roar
Through the hills on the old cape shore,
There are no fishing boats anymore,
But it's a grey foggy, foggy day.

Summer days they were warmer then
When we laughed with the old fishermen,
And they cursed when the fog rolled in,
Then they made up the hay;
It's been more than a long, long time
Since I held you and called you mine,
And we waited for the sun to shine
On a grey foggy day.

And I pray that the sun will shine ....

On this grey foggy day.






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