The sun went out over the ocean
And sat there not sinking yet floating
And it's these times where things tend
To feel like I'm still trying to pretend
And sure
By moonlight miles were effortless
As we watched the sun undress
Instants, still tied to their seasons
Lend themselves, to those kind of evenings
When just the briefest of mentions
Sucks the air right out the room
Although there always was a certain grace
About the way your lips would float above my face
Nothing could replace
I've had enough of guessing
Can't fear let go, and let me
Come unstuck see where the pieces go
And just make sense of everything I know
Stubborn golden undertones
No dye could hide or overthrow
Your fingerprints still on my soul
I've found that love's out of my control
The sun went out over the ocean
And sat there not sinking yet floating
And it's these times where things tend
To feel like I'm still trying to pretend
I'm not tryna' pretent
I'm not tryna' pretent