He's still in love

He sits on the old pier,
The wood worn down by waves
And weather, still, from centuries
Seems the Earth-bound is what the sea craves.

His eyes drift after seagulls,
Every now and then a dove,
He knows he shouldn't do it,
But he knows he's still in love.

She talks to him, her voice so cool
And his mind recalls his haste
Those countless times he's shut her down
So many nights a waste

Those eyes look back into that sky,
At the sapphire above,
He knows he can't still do it,
But he's sure he's still in love.

He knows the truth
He knows what's going on.
He understands it all,
But his heart still sings that song.

Yes his heart, it still sings, that ol' song.