As the sun is falling in the distant sea
this feeling creeping over me
like the storm setting in this eve
feels like I’ve lost my only friend.

Nothing much left to do
hope you can tell I think of you
drop the sail and come about
turn her into the wind.

As the moon falls into the distant sea
it brings it all right back to me
like the storm setting in this eve
I was just a warrior you were the queen.

We were to young to run, to soon to leave.
You got to grow up before you put out to sea.

We were to young to run like the morning star.
You have to grow up before you know who you are.