Drawing spatial patterns in the sand above your head Feeling like I understood the words you never said Standing in the breeze before the sun falls to its bed Taking one last look because we won't be here again We're lost again Feeling myself change under the weight of passing time Remember the feeling of your hand holding mine Losing touch with friends because you never really tried Always holding on because you cannot say goodbye Well, now it's time These are things that will not fade or ever pass away All my life my youth remains the same Memories take a hold of me just like a fading day But with you I will not be afraid