And the quietest of the roads
Will keep your footsteps on the sand
In the darkest of the rooms
I feel like I can reach your hand
But they tell me to let go
Although I still can hear your voice
And they tell me to be strong
Although I’m fragile as our joy
Our love remained open
We are more than just a shell
And the hardest of the days
Will pass with clocks in counterwise
In the sweetest of the places
I feel I still can find your eyes
And the fireflies will come
You used to tell me they were stars
Flying all the way to see me
And that you’d also walk that far