This is not your loss
For it is mine
We shall meet again
When I run out of time
Sit and wonder
Things of the stars
Caught between here
And the days of youth

This fragile life
Like broken glass
I cut my hand
Picking up the pieces
You speak of times before
From back and beyond;
Places where we stayed
People who we loved

Forever we will tell
Forever letting go
Colour golden highs
Painted black the lows
What has gone before
Will go again
And I'll see you there
Take care my friend

You walk round again
Nothing's wrong or gone
Sunshine tinted moments
I still hear your song
This won't hide in shadows
It's all in the light
Life is made from time
And everything's alright