In a place where happiness rarely came around
And kindred souls were few and far between
You were my quiet place, my refuge
We put the pieces together perfectly
The way only the lucky ones can
You made me see there was heaven above me
As there was the earth below
And you breathed life into everything in between
Sometimes I even wonder
If you knew you had that magic in you
Yet now, your eyes tell the story of deep sorrow
Your smile is the confession of a bitter longing
My mortal hands cannot do anything
Between our goodbye and the road ahead of us
Are answers waiting to be found
Your eyes tell the story of deep sorrow
Your smile is the confession of bitter longing
When did we let go of the grip?
Between our goodbye and the road ahead of us
Are answers we may never find
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