Falling feels like flying,

Until the moment that you land.

Oh, how I was soaring,

The first time you held my hand.

But what I could not fathom,

Until too much time had passed,

Is that you and I were just,

Too beautiful to Ever last.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,

I feel your hand in mine,

And darling, we’re still flying,

Where there’s no such thing as time.

The thing that fills my heart with hope,

Is to know that someday soon,

I’ll see you on the other side,

And we’ll fly beyond the moon.