I was thinking at night one day,
If there were other words far away.
Do you think there would be one for you and me?
Would there be one where we’d both be free?
Perhaps, there are other worlds far away.
Maybe, we’ll visit them one day.
Until then I’ll keep rewinding the memories of us walking hand in hand.
Until then I’ll keep listening for the echoes of our laughter from that distant land.