Each change
is another goodbye..
Doesn’t mean I’ll fall or that I’ll cry
I have learned to read between the lines..
I feel you in the empty
I hear you in the quiet
You are the rhythm that moves me
stills me..
while life happens
we keep grooving to our sound
creating our own kind of tempo
changes may come
changes may go
I will not fear
together we stand tall..
I know what love is
And
When the sun goes down
You & I will still be found..
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