What do I know?
What will it be?
Will I get it?
Will I see?
Will I understand,
Or will I break?
Do I give?
Or do I just take?
I want it balanced,
I want it pure,
I want to love you,
I want to endure.
Can you say the same?
What did our time mean?
Our slates may be dirty,
But we can wipe it clean.