the forgotten fears of our teenage years
the way we walked the walk as if the path
would never end

If
it was never like that
it could have been this
when you
miss those you never missed and
that kiss was a statue that you adored
when love is as broad as its long and
and that's the song we sing to bring
us together
to weather the storms,

to spend some time over a glass of wine
and to watch the tulips grow,
I wish that I knew how to know how to
do that.