hanah, the tide turns swiftly hanah see. the gulls herald their return hanah listen to them speak, they sing for you soon hanah, soon they will come wipe your tears, wipe them hanah hear them sing for you.
don't turn around go quickly into the night no regrets, no hurt, no anger no reason to stay and fight hold your tears for yesterday for tomorrows tears will come in your heart, you know tis for the best this life you flee is done