Your skin on mine burns like
The cold salty water of the sea
Your hand in mine feels like
A swelling girlish fantasy
In the dawn I stand alone
I stand and stare

This night suddenly ending caught me unaware

Your skin on mine is like
Sunshine for the buried seeds of spring
Your hand in mine feels like
The promise of a ring
In the dawn I stand with you
I stand so still

When next I move, the moment will forever disappear
I wake again, the dream is gone
And you are never here