He winked an eye and the sun went out   He winked another and the stars came out   He drew his breath and the wind blew soft   And then he went down to the sea   And then he went down to the sea      He threw a rock and the seagulls soared   He touched another and the oceans roared   He traced a name there in the sand   And thought of the girl that used to be   And thought of the girl that used to be      He plucked a rose and he held it high   He brushed its beauty on the sky   He held it close to taste the red   But like his love, the rose was dead      The wind blew cold and he drew his breath   The cold wind told him the secret of death   He whispered a name to the faint starlight   And turned and walked into the night   And turned and walked into the night   And then he went down to the sea   And thought of the girl that used to be   But like his love, the rose was dead