Be - yond the reef,
Where the sea is dark and cold,
My love has gone and our dreams grow old.
There'll be no tears,
There'll be no regretting.
Will she re - mem - ber me? Will she forget?
I'll send a thousand flowers
Where the tradewinds blow;
I'll send my lonely heart, for I love her so.
Some - day I know
She'll come back a - gain to me;
'Til then my heart will be beyond the reef.