I've got a smile in my hand,
It glows so brightly,
It bristles against your cheek.
When I laugh you laugh with me and the breeze is gentle and inviting.
We sing together a longtime.
We think of things so beautifully than when we were apart.
Oh it is bright but soft and we clutch it with our lives.
For if we forget, we must toil to learn again.
Many tears build at the realization that we must find ourselves again.
I've tried but I cannot light the campfire with nothing.
So I longed to catch something flammable and I found it feasible,
And I caught fire, and the flame in my hand forever burns.