Young winters merge in to summer sun
The wind stirs the dust of lust
Our love caught in time
Spinning
Loving strangers

Years pass
Our acorns have grown to trees
We loved and lived that life
Changing with every breath we take
Seasons from the passing years
Laying out our winter clothes
Still here we are

Loving strangers

Now we are old the winters
Bite in the dark depths
But summer smiles and old bones thawed
Strangers fall in love once more
Slaves to the moon
We’ll meet at the shores edge
Forever and ever

Loving strangers