As the waves crash in
On the western shore
The wind blows fierce from the east
Wavetops torn into flying spindrift (Spindrift)
As the waves crash in On the western shore
It makes me feel uneasy
The spray that's torn away
Is an image of the way I feel
What am I supposed to say
Where are the words to answer you
When you talk that way
As the sun goes down
The wind blows hard from the east
It whips the sand into a flying spindrift (Spindrift)
In the hot dry rasp of the devil winds
Who cares what a fool believes
Words that fly against the wind and waves
A little closer to you
Where is the wave that will carry me
What am I supposed to do
Where are the words that will make you see
What I Believe is true
