I cherish dearly all those lofty dreams
We left behind to die and fade away.
Alone, I keep them in my broken heart
As relics of our wondrous, perfect past.
Time always heals, but never will redeem.
Another morn, another lonely day.
Routine and toil in these years apart
Become my refuge midst the empty vast.
In searching for our chance to reunite,
My flame ignites! So bright I shine with might.
O, how my heart skips on in joyous beat!
Each step I take feels light beneath my feet.
But soon I stop. My tears fall bittersweet.
If in our youth you told me not to go,
None of these sorrows would I ever know.