He had a tragic fascination
For witnessing the boats
She'd stand in line for hours
With letters that he wrote
Sunday morning when we saw her
She'd be walking toward the harbor
Oh, oh, oh, oh--I think that it could be good
I think that it could be good
I think that it could be good
Should she cry? So say I, yeah, she should
Fingers chasing figures
On the backside of their coats
Yeah, she was mine discretely
As women let them go
Sunday morning when we saw her
She'd be walking toward the harbor
Oh, oh, oh, oh--I think that it could be good
I think that it could be good
I think that it could be good
Should she cry? So say I, yeah, she should
Oh, oh, oh, oh--I think that it could be good
I think that it could be good
I think that it could be good
Should she cry? So say I
Should she cry? So say I, yeah, she should
La-la-la-la-laaa
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la la la
Oh, oh...oh, oh...yeah
For witnessing the boats
She'd stand in line for hours
With letters that he wrote
Sunday morning when we saw her
She'd be walking toward the harbor
Oh, oh, oh, oh--I think that it could be good
I think that it could be good
I think that it could be good
Should she cry? So say I, yeah, she should
Fingers chasing figures
On the backside of their coats
Yeah, she was mine discretely
As women let them go
Sunday morning when we saw her
She'd be walking toward the harbor
Oh, oh, oh, oh--I think that it could be good
I think that it could be good
I think that it could be good
Should she cry? So say I, yeah, she should
Oh, oh, oh, oh--I think that it could be good
I think that it could be good
I think that it could be good
Should she cry? So say I
Should she cry? So say I, yeah, she should
La-la-la-la-laaa
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la la la
Oh, oh...oh, oh...yeah