Pure white speckled with silver and gold

The sun setting and rising is getting old

The game we play, the sun and the moon

Has been going on since nearly June

When you go up I go down

When you sink into the sea, in the sky I drown

In sorrow and melancholy I cannot breathe

My mind is distraught my heart did seethe

But you shone bright above the waves singing goodbye

The clouds and reflections saturate the sky

A small diamond tear cascades down my face

Dampening the earth at night in a dewy lace

But as you rise to bring the day

I'm forced to go, and you diminish the grey, I wish it didn't have to be that way

But I always know that the waves keep kissing the shore

No matter how many times they're pushed away they come back for more

So maybe the sun and the moon are the same

This could all be a romantic game

But the sand and the water never stay together

They simply move in a constant tether

Not my dream

I don't want to be gripping at the seam

Maybe an eclipse is coming soon

Then the sun will meet the moon

Pure white speckled with silver and gold

The sun rising and setting is getting old

My eyes are heavy and my vision dulled

Please kiss me and break the tether we hold