Sunday Evening

[Phil Rose]

I could feel the ocean's soul touch me
If only you where stood beside me silent as the sea spray
Just watching as the ocean reluctantly let each wave go
I was thinking if I was the ocean and you were a wave I could never let you go

The ocean tries to break the waves and love is always breaking me, but still, I cannot let you go

Your eyes remind me of the lies you've been running from
The busy sea is spewing shades of blue and white
touching hands that feel like stone
Howling wind sings a song with no words
I am a sailor of sunday evening, lonely as time passing by
Looking for the sun to cast a shadow that my shoulder finds
I am the shipwreck of love