The sun has gone and the wind blows cold
I stand and watch and wait to grow old
I think of you and the secret I sold
I watch for the light and wait to be told
Why you are walking away
To another friend on another day.
The moon is sad and my heart beats slow
The sea is beckoning way below
I feel my body but it isn’t there
I dream of old my soul is bare
Why you are slipping away
To another end in another place.
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