In a pine forest cooler than the rest of the island Lives a young fisherman with eyes like the sea He built his own boat and made his own cabin But he's broken the hearts of the likes like me
Now you must understand he made me a promise There were secrets we shared we planted a tree We lived in a cabin, I fished along side of him I fell under the spell of his sorcery
When he cast me adrift at the end of the summer It was not for another but his own privacy I fell apart like a rose, but the scent of my longing Remains and it weeps like an old willow tree
At night when it's still, with a yellow moon rising When his candle is snuffed and he's deep in a dream I move like a cat, and crawl into his window And lie down beside him in a golden moonbeam
The smell of his skin is just like the summer When our love was as fresh as the grass in the fields And ever so softly I kiss his eyelids Before slipping away, my secret concealed
Though I'm in it alone, I'm still in it, in love And love can be lonely like a sweet melody But just maybe he feels like a whisper inside him Like an angel beside him, keeping him company
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