Spray by Sara Teasdale Lyrics
I knew you thought of me all night,
  I knew, though you were far away;
    I felt your love blow over me
    As if a dark wind-riven sea
  Drenched me with quivering spray.
There are so many ways to love
  And each way has its own delight—
    Then be content to come to me
    Only as spray the beating sea
  Drives inland through the night.
  I knew, though you were far away;
    I felt your love blow over me
    As if a dark wind-riven sea
  Drenched me with quivering spray.
There are so many ways to love
  And each way has its own delight—
    Then be content to come to me
    Only as spray the beating sea
  Drives inland through the night.