I met you on a tourist island bright beneath the sun. I met you back when we were both in love with being young. I danced with you in an empty bar and looked into your eyes, for that only moment you get in life, I gazed into paradise. We wandered on together. We knew it wouldn't last. Our lives were much too different, no one escapes their past. I walked with you on the sand dunes, I walked with you in the rain, I walked with you in that instant before life dissolves into pain. Where are all those bright days gone, those days beside the sea, when the mystery of your freckles was mystery enough for me. That was nearly fifty years ago, but you know I love you still, for your innocence and your courage, at a distance, I always will. You taught me love and beauty, in a lovely, beautiful land, I've never quite let go of that, never quite let go of your hand.