We’re rounding a different bend,
Talking about the dreams we’ve had,
And how they sing of miracles
And hearts with holes filling up again.
Fond memories no longer ache
When the dream you were having is awake
Now as bright as a sun, the first star of night,
While against an ocean, you and I paint our smiles against the twilight.
Heart blending heart
We sail on, towards grander belief…