Flowers on the bridge on our way homennow all alone, she packed her life to live by the seanwhen she's lying on her bednshe lies awake and dreams of words that he had said.nnI will be with you nI will be there soonnnSinging songs and drinking winenseven years and her life by the sea is finenbut when she's lying on her bednshe lies awake and dreams of words that he had said.nnI will be with younI will be there soonnnOh! she says stay with me, stay with men'till I can no longer breath.nnCloudy days are what she loves,nto walk the stones and know that she was loved.