I cannot stay
These shores are lonely 
The tender reeds 
Do no more sway...

 

Footprints are fading
The skies are grey
The waves are still
On this....
December day

 

My heart no longer sings
Gold inside
I cannot say
One last goodbye...

 

Footprints are fading 
The skies are grey
The waves are still
On this...
December day

 

These shores are lonely 
The skies are grey
The storms are winter 
Making their way...

 

Footprints are fading 
The skies are grey
The waves are still
On this...
December day

 

Music by PHILLIP PRESSWOOD

Lyrics by PHILLIP CALLAGHAN