Stood out where the sidewalk ends.
You had come to watch
Planes falling from the sky.
The sea rose and fell again.
Turned your back to the ashen wind
And put your hands across my eyes.
You said, I love you in a timeless way
But these are strange days
We must be careful what we say.
Maybe this is what we’ve been
Maybe a forgotten scene
From someone else’s dream.
Maybe this is someone’s dream.
You surround me
Like a warm fire
In a cold room
When I’m holding out
In a ghost town.
Maybe this is someone’s dream.
Holding out.
In a ghost town.