there was a storm last night it blew away wrong and right watching the waves crash down until my velvet had drowned now all our words like boats either they sink or float are they designed like that can t they come back last night i was a lighthouse only needing to keep you there like a lonesome shadow searching like a sea fog in the air i ll keep you there called on my radio frequency dipped below audible levels so i sat in my wet clothes keeping the wicks trimmed and lit after the storm had hit i turned on my light but it couldn t find you last night i was a lighthouse only needing to keep you there like a lonesome shadow searching like a sea fog in the air i ll keep you there