That moment of time,
When you know you'll go.
When you leave it behind,
They say you'll never know.
To one day to return,
To find someone new.
Like we've got the time,
To wait in that queue.
I won't be back,
At least not here.
I'll search the earth,
Without any fear.
It's all for me,
But if I find you?
The world will change,
Into something new.
To say goodbye,
For the last time.
To say you'll come, that's a far cry.
But there will be one,
That I'll see.
It won't be here,
But we'll find our esprit.
On a land that we've never shared,
A ground never stood.
I won't return,
Because we are both driftwood.
When people say they will visit but never do
