Reeling indefinitely with our woes.
Weakened by thoughts of youth,
Where time goes.
I wane through wilted plains,
I just don't know.
Sing once for me
Before days pass, and years go by.
Sing once for me.
Sing once for me.
A page written by hands of young age.
For your sake,
A gift called "just your presence".
For my sake,
To not be worn and weathered.
Sing once for me
Before days pass, and years go by.
Sing once for me.
Sing once for me.
Carry these certainties made weary.
Make these your surities for safety.
Place these in treasuries for keeping.
Sing once for me
Before days pass, and years go by.
Sing once for me.
Sing once for me.
Will there be days to count our memories?
Our memories.
Oh sing.
Just sing.
Just sing for me....
