You only visit me when night falls
By the banks of where we’ve grown
And I know you’ll leave me in the morning
But I can’t go on
We held each other by the waters
And prayed our pities stay the sun
Holding on to relics of the land
That we laid upon
Now the tide’s rolling in
Will you take me out again
Without the warmth of your hold
I don’t want to hold it in
I don’t want to hold it in no more
When we will come undone
All the birds will hold their tongues
And I’ll be your only one
Holding down the setting sun
