Our legs bruised and feet blackened
We tumbled out onto the moonlit beach
The shingle to ourselves
The gently hushing waves soon stilled our speech
And our love, it grew, that day
We lay back in the water
Our bodies as still as time seemed in the night
We drift away from the city
The lonely cries that fuel the yellow light
And our love, it grew, that day
Our time’s as precious as the summer rain that falls
And jewels upon the wings of a bird that calls
Into the night,
There’s something to live for,
There’s something to love
And while under the sun
The days roll slowly, this time is ours to lose
And will we still be together,
When the leaves they fall and the sun shrinks like a bruise?
And our love, it grew, that day