Red and gold, and halloween have passed us by,
The charcoal branches lean against the rosy sky,
You are so far away, yet i could touch you if i may,
But don't you worry now, i'm only dreaming anyway.

You may be lonely, you may be just on your own.
You could be anywhere, someplace that i have known.
But who am i and do we really live these days at all?
And are they simply feelings we have loved and do recall?

Oh the sea has made me cry,
But i love her, too, so maybe i love you.

For tears are only made of salt and water,
And across the waves the sound of laughter.
October it has gone and left me with a song
That i will sing to you although the moment may be wrong.

Could it be the sea's as real as you and i?
I often wonder why i always have to say
I'm only dreaming anyway.

(repeat last verse)