Heaven's filled with the reflections Of a thousand wishes, made out of Fire. Something to hope for, a reason To stay. I saw mine through a front Room window so I grabbed my coat And went outside. I found you standing on the side- Walk and I found truth. I grabbed My phone and crossed the street. Thank you for last spring. I hope You are well. Here's to next year, Must it bring us both the days that We've worked for. Here are hours that I can't recall But I saw it on film. I seemed to be Happy so I take it that I must have Been. Next thing I know I sit on a Couch, it's six in the morning on January first. It's my brother's birth- Day and you're still by my side. There might be fire But fire soon turns us to ashes.