Man of my dreams

Why is it, that the man of my dreams,
lives across many seas
and he takes with him my heart.
I left my heart in Espana when I met you that day,
and I will be waiting on the sands when you return
It would seem
, that the man of my dreams,
will not return to me
He has stole my heart and left it out at sea
Now I wait here on the sand,
for the tide to bring my heart,
and maybe my man
and Now the hardest part for me.
the man of my dreams will not be returning from the seas
For the waves took his life, as I was told last night,
so now I sit here on the sand with a picture in my hands,
and I know that you are out there with my heart,
among the sea
Now I stay here in Espana, where I met you long ago, so I can keep my love alive.
But only for you will it show, and so I’ll wait again, until we meet at the end