Sometimes
The moon above
Falls apart
And half is gone,,,
Sometimes
It falls apart
And all is gone,
But not for long.


Even on days like this
When something is wrong, I know we cannot miss
When everything's wrong, I count on this


Sometimes
The moon that saw
The love we wrought
On the dock
Pulls tides
That cast us off
And all seems lost
But not for long.


When everything's wrong, I count on - us.