Sting — August Winds Original Broadway Cast

August winds are turning The fishing boats set out upon the sea I watch till they sail out of sight The winter follows soon I watch them drawn into the night Beneath the August moon And no one knows I come here Some things I don’t share I can’t explain the reason why It moves me close to tears Or something in the season’s change Will turn my head And find me wandering here And in my public moments I here the things I say But they’re not me Perhaps I’ll know before I die Admit that there’s a reason why I count the boats returning from the sea I count the boats returning from the sea Mhmm mmm mhmm There once was a boy who said he loved me