Fearing the pain of sorrow
Of not seeing one's tomorrow
Hold my hand before you steal
The pictures you no longer feel.
Memories by now forgotten,
Lines in sand once thought important
Take me with you, above or below,
My soul, it will linger
It will stay with your own.
Do not break into nothing,
For you are not just something
Do not let me stay,
When you leave so far away.
As I cry these smiles,
Of moments those, now thought as whiles.
Stay with me, just one more day
For I too shall be you,
Once old, now grey.
V