The sun's coming up,
the tide's going out,
and,
the gulls are silent.
I touch your hand,
you touch my face,
and,
we wonder where the time went.
The sun's getting higher,
the sun's getting lower,
and,
the gulls begin to cry.
I look towards you,
you look towards me,
and,
I begin to cry.
You hold me closer,
I hug you tighter,
then,
we say good-bye.
The sun's going down,
the tide's coming in,
and,
the gulls fly off to the docks.
I look to the side of me,
there's nothing there,
'cept,
a memory, a dream, and a rock.
Today is today,
tomorrow is forever,
but yesterday is in my heart,
kept tight with a lock.
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