Just fifteen miles from shore
I lost the love that I had
Slipped and fell into the cold
Of the deep and the dark below
Big wave, small boat
We tipped, I froze
My hands were ice, my feet were stone
I could not throw the rope
I caught her eye as she dipped down with a wave

I jumped in but I was too late
Fighting with the currents of the Georgia Strait
Fighting with the wind and the tide and the waves
I lost my love that day
I touched her fingers as she breathed out my name