They're only words.
Are they written in the wind?
Before you're out of reach,
will they all get blown away?
They're only words
whispered softly in the dark.
Did we both believe
they could stand the light of day?
They're only words.
I can't hold them in my arms.
As the echoes call,
I can feel them slip away
with every grain of sand that washes out to sea.
I count them one by one, I count the cost of love.
The words are all I have until the tide has turned
to bring you back to me.
If all the stars that shine on me shine on you.
If all the natural desire is breaking through.
We're told the promises of love are just a summer long.
They say they're only words - they could be wrong.
They're only words
cast on the water as it flows.
Though it seems so clear
we can all be swept away
with every grain of sand that washes out to sea.
I count them one by one, I count the cost of love.
The words are all I have until the tide has turned
to bring you back to me.
If all the stars that shine on me shine on you.
If all the natural desire is breaking through.
We're told the promises of love are just a summer long.
They say they're only words - they could be wrong.