Today you have decided
you feel love for me again,
but when your feelings change once more...
where will I be then?

Your emotions are an endless tide
I watch them ebb and flow...
how will you feel tomorrow?
Only the moon would know.

How I wish I could persuade her...
that opal queen of fickle seas.
To relinquish both her throne and crown,
and pass them on to me.

Then I would rule your tide,
it would remain forever high. 
Your love would be as constant
as midnight's starry sky.