And when the last words are spoken,
What remains but the silence
And the empty roads of memory,

Who is left to consider then,
Where we will build our path
Into the future
And whether we do justice
To our past.

If I never see you again,
I will live forever,
In our dreams

But just hold on
And hope,
And keep love
Burning somewhere
So brightly...

For the end is not yet