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