Can you see that spec on the horizon?
Maybe you can no longer tell.
It’s just a little white dot among this blue
but I see it so well.
Yes I’ve watched it from the harbor
since before it knew to sail.
And even after all this time,
I never thought that it might fail.
There is cool sand here beneath my feet
and nostalgia in my heart.
I wish I could name the force that keeps
the shore and waves apart.
I have fought against it with everything,
I have wanted to stop the tide.
But the moon has proved stronger than me,
in spite of anything I tried.
I dreamt that you might sit here
beside me as color left the sky.
We could watch on the horizon
as day turned into night.
And a little boat we once had hoped
would carry us away
would go instead beyond that line
and into the darkness fade.
The light is getting dim, dear,
let’s not get caught in the dark.
It’s been a wonderful last few years,
but it’s time now to embark…
Oh I never knew how quickly
that love could be derailed.
But I’m saying it now, freely,
our ship has sailed.