Ailsa Craig

Alisa

I'm waiting

Down by the mill pond

And the rushes

They call me on

With words that you said

Tying me down

To the riverbed

And I see a tattoo of a house

On the inside of her wrist

A beacon off the shore

In the new year, morning mist

But I am down in noon

I'm struggling to the door

And you are hopping out

On a line from the shore

I see a tattoo of a house

On the inside of her wrist

A beacon off the shore

In the new year, morning mist

But I am down in noon

I'm struggling to the door

And you were hopping out

On a fire from the shore

Alisa

I'm waiting

Down by the mill pond

And I know, you know the rushes

They call me on

With words that you say

Tying me down

To the riverbed