Madness of waves

I was told you were all
I was afraid you´d go again.
but our story is too old
to let the love die or refrain.
Perhaps I´ve been as bold
as a madness of waves that strain
above the beach were your name was born,
because my heart beats in my brain.
You can´t be hidden in the haze.
You can´t vanish like the damp in a glass.
Your eyes can shine and even daze.
You shouldn´t let your heart be crushed like the grass.
You shouldn´t stride towards a maze.
You shoud start searching me after throwing your compass.