I wrote to you a letter,
The night you said goodbye.
I put it in a bottle
And the bottle in the sea,
Now it travels on the waves,
And floats away from me.
I have about as good a chance,
You’ll find it on the beach one day
Washed up there by the sea,
As that you’ll have a change of heart
And come back home to me.
But stranger things have happened,
I tell myself each day.
And as I walk along the sand
And look far out to sea,
I’m sure one day we’ll meet again
And you’ll walk there with me.