The time is before us, the time we must part.
You’re here in my life now, but not in my heart.
My shadow has grown and is larger than me.
The waves overwhelm in this turbulent sea.
My bags have been packed, I have said my goodbyes,
Old hands have been shaken, no tears in my eyes.
So free me and leave me, let go of my hand,
So whispers can fly me away from this land.
The love that I lost has been thrown to the skies
Embellished with blossom and sweet butterflies