The time has come and I’ve got to run away.
Put your ear to the ground.
Why can’t you hear that the sun is a creeping around.
It’s the end of the day, moving into the night.
Hot the night.

Its the end of another day and the ocean calls to me.
Lift your eyes and you can see.
It was meant to be.
You and me on an island in the sun.
Watching the moon climb the sky as the wind and the night plays on.
I think our time has come.