I think of mornings we might spend if I came home to find you there both talking freely of ourselves or sleeping

through the break of day. And so much honesty - that's why I'd never feel the pain and in my weakest moments I'll

often look that way again.

I think of evenings we might spend if you stayed home to find me there reaching across our distance with all the hurt

that's in our lives. And if it came to be, I would not understand the pain and in my darkest moments I want to feel

that way again.

And I know that I'm wrong. I know that I'm wrong but casting shadows, there's a light that shines on. But when I

look into your eyes I know I'll find it there, so I don't understand the pain I thought was never there.

And when I see you smile, I know there's something stronger yet than any dream I ever placed at someone's feet.