Me and Margaret grew up on the Southside
Our house was two doors down
Across the bay, the city lay a stone's throw away
Though we weren't wanted over there in town
When the summer turned, we'd hike the dusty highway
Out to where the sun would split the rocks, I swear
Stand with our backs to the ocean spray
Playing dangerous games of courage or dare
Cape Spear, Cape Spear
These would be moments we would savour
Cape Spear, at Cape Spear
Time is but a face upon the wa-wa-wa-water
Standing here, I still recall the morning
We awoke, Margaret was gone
She hadn't run away, she wasn't taken by a wave, no, no, no
It's not that kind of song
There's enough of sad stories passed on down
Where old men weep and fishers' widows wail
But Margaret and her maiden aunt only went to town
Tides turn, the world turns 'round
Cape Spear, at Cape Spear
Still I ply the dusty highway, year on year
Out to Cape Spear, out to Cape Spear
Time is but a face upon the water
Time is but a face upon the wa-wa-wa-water
These eyes hardly recognize the Southside
Margaret's house is gone, so is mine
From where I'd watch the city glow, there's a seafood bistro
And Margaret's house is a school of hair design
I say let the winds rush, let the waves wash away
One's bound to get ya one fine day
For we are all only dreaming, I swear
Playing dangerous games of courage or dare
Playing at Cape Spear, at Cape Spear
These would be moments we would savour
Cape Spear, Cape Spear
We plied the dusty highway year on year
Out to Cape Spear, to Cape Spear
Time is but a face upon the water
Time is but a face upon the wa-wa-wa-water