Red and gold, and halloween have passed us by,

The charcoal branches lean against the rosy sky,

You are so far away, yet i could touch you if i may,

But don't you worry now, i'm only dreaming anyway.



You may be lonely, you may be just on your own.

You could be anywhere, someplace that i have known.

But who am i and do we really live these days at all?

And are they simply feelings we have loved and do recall?



Oh the sea has made me cry,

But i love her, too, so maybe i love you.



For tears are only made of salt and water,

And across the waves the sound of laughter.

October it has gone and left me with a song

That i will sing to you although the moment may be wrong.



Could it be the sea's as real as you and i?

I often wonder why i always have to say

I'm only dreaming anyway.



(repeat last verse)




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