Stupid How The Mind Will Try To

I Wonder Whether She Was Sorry For Leaving Us Behind.

There Is Only What You Want And What Happens. There Is Only Grabbing On And Holding Tight In The Darkness.

The Last Laugh, The Last Cup Of Coffee, The Last Sunset, The Last Time You Jump Through A Sprinkler, Or Eat An Ice-cream Cone, Or Stick Your Tongue Out To Catch A Snowflake. You Just Don't Know.

You Can Build Walls All The Way To The Sky And I Will Find A Way To Fly Above Them.

And Then, Just At That Moment, When I'm No Longer Sure If I'm Dreaming Or Awake Or Walking Some Valley In Between Where Everything You Wish For Comes True, I Feel The Flutter Of His Lips On Mine.