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Red and gold, and Halloween have passed us by, |
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The charcoal branches lean against the rosy sky, |
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You are so far away, yet I could touch you if I may, |
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But don't you worry now, I'm only dreaming anyway. |
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You may be lonely, you may be just on your own. |
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You could be anywhere, someplace that I have known. |
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But who am I and do we really live these days at all? |
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And are they simply feelings we have loved and do recall? |
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Oh the sea has made me cry, |
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But I love her, too, so maybe I love you. |
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For tears are only made of salt and water, |
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And across the waves the sound of laughter. |
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October it has gone and left me with a song |
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That I will sing to you although the moment may be wrong. |
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Could it be the sea's as real as you and I? |
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I often wonder why I always have to say |
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I'm only dreaming anyway. |
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(repeat last verse) |
