August Winds Dawn Cantwell, Rachel Tucker

[Young Meg]
August winds are turning
The fishing boats set out upon the sea

[Young Meg & Meg]
I watch 'til they sail out of sight
The winter follows soon
I watch them drawn into the night
Beneath the August moon

[Meg]
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

In my public moments
I hear 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

There once was a boy who said he loved me