She used to be the sun While I was her moon Always on the hunt To catch my dearest sunlight She used to be the spring While I was her fall The falling leaves - the dead of summer But she used to be in bloom She used to be the sky While I was her deepest ocean Roaming wild to get the breeze From her gently touch She used to be the light While I was her shadow Like Yin and Yang - symbolism Never get out of my role We could never be together We are the salt in our wounds But we could never be - without us Different - but bond for ever…