Past the catboat masts And the crowfoot grass By the birch bark trees Dropping last year´s leaves Where the bird bones mix With the shells and the sticks And the seaweed glows in the dark (Oh)
God, I wish you were here with me (Doo-doo, Doo-doo) God, I wish you were here with me (Doo-doo) (Doo-doo, Doo-doo) God, I wish you were here with me (Doo, Doo)