The sound they bend Filling all the spaces And I hear the wind and rain In perfect harmony Singing through the pain
And the dearest friend Her life Left me long ago to see the world And I wait for his return To show me all the things that I long to learn
The voice is hard and cold Filled with all the struggle of growing old And I pressed his hand to my heart Don't ever be afraid of going back to the start To the start
And the dearest friend returns All I hoped he'd know I learned on my own