In the shores
Of my heart
Somewhere you still linger,
The feeling of your fingers
Caressing mine, amid November.

You sail away,
In the dark of the night
And yet the traces,
Of you sheen bright
In the dark ocean.

You sail away,
With a sale on your sanity
And yet the traces
Of your memories
In September
Sheen bright,
In the dark ocean.

I hope you sail away,
In the dark ocean.