Call it like you see it
, its the sun chasing the moon ,
always one hour late
always one too soon.

Call it like you see it
, its the moon chasing the sun.
This game that keeps on going -
is never truly done.

Call it like you see it ,
there's an ocean in my tide
something to look forward to
whilst the sun is in my hide.

But call it what you will
The sun is never gone
, although the ocean has my heart
the sun will always be the one.