The fairies shall be our trail

The angels will write our tale

With their enchanted, golden pen

Whenever we may meet again

…

Memories of a million days

Will come back in many ways

Yet so little be spoken then

Whenever we may speak again

…

The distance of time and years

Will reflects in our tears

But not a single drop shall be wasted then

Until I’ve held you close again

…

Summers are long and old

Winters are lonely and cold

But the weather will be perfect then

Whenever we may meet again

…

Lost in love, we will stand

Once we hold each other’s hand

Violets will whisper in rhyme when

Ever we may speak again

…

It is dark and it is quiet

There is silence in the night

There will be no light in this den

Until I’ve laughed with you again

…

It will hurt and it will pain

We’ll make it snow. We’ll make it rain

The daisies shall be blooming then

Whenever we may meet again

…

Mortals may look down on us

But our souls shall not be cursed

There will be no questioning then

Whenever we may speak again

…

I may be frail. I may be weak

The scars dig deeper every week

But my love will not die with them

Until I breathe with you again