The Sea
Perhaps the time will come
When I no longer smile the way I did this morning
Or last week
When you no longer turn just so in bed
Or on the street
People ripped apart
As they come together
Only the going away is slower
If it comes that time of leaving
Maybe the sea will say of us
"They loved one Sunday
The tide came in, and the tide came out"

I do love you
Believe that
And if I've ever been unfaithful
It's only been with my friend the sea