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? Bridge: 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.