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I sit and watch the lights that line the pier

I sit and listen to the waves in the dark

I hear the amusement arcades tunes

On this warm night in June

I hear the laughter and the fun

Of the people all around

Seaside smells of fish and chips

And seeing young people staggering drunk

Having such a fun time

On this warm night in June

The season will be over too soon

And then the fun dies down

And the arcades close

And the lights go out along the pier

But the sound of the waves is always there

This reflects how we’ve been over the years

You’ve gone but I am always here

The fun has ended now there is only tears

This will be the future I fear

Until I find a warm night in June

With someone else but it won’t be you.