Step to step, toe-to-toe,
That's how we would go.
And wonder how it would be,
To have your heart, close to me.
To have it close, within my hand.
The power to cradle or crush, withstand.

To sing, oh sing of your eyes that hold stories, secrets true.
That loved me back then.
That loved me 'til my hands were sore,
That loved me 'til my heart was raw.

To sing, oh sing of your lies that held me, secrets true.
That tangled me; that loved me less.
Your words, your motions that held me to your chest.

To hold your hand, imprint against imprint,
Exchanging lives, exchanging ties, creating bond.
That breathed "I love you" on your last dying breath.
The words that lasted, the words that lingered,
Moving me back to where I remain.
Here I will be, forever amen.