long ago i knew a man who took me by the hand and said, “tell me your name,”
kissed along my collar bone and from then on i knew things couldn’t be the same.

we lived our life together like some birds just learning how to finally spread their wings
we took each other by the hand and gradually became each other’s everything.

the wind was having trouble carrying us while we continued on our epic flight
we tried to keep the pace up but suddenly it seemed we could do nothing right.

i wish somehow i had the faith to keep us floating, soaring, keep us flying high,
but somehow i lost hope and then forgot my greatest purpose in this lonely life.

our hands came loose, i watched you falling far, and far away from me,
i looked away, i didn’t want to see you calling after me so desperately.

late at night i look back and i think about your pleading face, your crying eyes,
i wish that i had saved you, that i wasn’t proud or scared, that i could make it right.

and then i find myself sitting, alone, wondering what i could have done for you,
knowing i’m too late and understanding there was so much that i didn’t do.

but i recall you taught me how to love myself despite all the mistakes i make,
saying that i had to keep believing in the love in me for both our sakes.

sometimes the toughest moments are the ones you have to face when you are all alone
and when it’s over they become the moments that helped you find your way back home

and maybe late at night i’ll always listen to your voice and maybe cry for you
wish upon the ocean that’s reflecting all the stars that seem to shine for you
and in the dark, maybe the faintest spark will guide me through
and in the dark, your faintest spark, i’m sure will guide me through.