Love grows stronger as I grow weaker in my defence of you
The tides roll in dragging me deeper into the abyss of your love
The stars look upon a hopeless fool's devotion, hoping, guiding gently
I could hold the moon accountable, the way she shone in your eyes
The wind that carried the scent of you so unbearingly close
I won't leave this place in my soul for another
I have never succeeded enough
To put faith in our breaking ties.