We've been out for what feels like æons,

Who knew the day could feel so cold?

The sun bleaches my hair to a light honey blonde,

The sun blinds you, yet in yout eyes,

I am still beautiful

The sun sets, and yet,

We're still here

Waiting for our destiny to unfold,

You have big dreams for us, I'm told

The sun still in our eyes, we watch the water of the moon's pull

I'm...