Joe

When love begins to sway, you dance and play, whatever the time, it's a lonely path alone, not having a frame, an Iliad far from home, we sit out the fray, anchors take the strain, ride the tide and wait, listening to the stones, it’s better than to cry, we'll be gone, so far away, reasons more to say, let us not fight, our horizons honed, try to sail away, carry the flow, there'll be no stain, the moon is our gain, this strong lovely night, brings us the day.