let my hands be the hands you hold onto, when the sun goes down and the last thing you think of at night is when you come home or how I will be here waiting endlessly for you. let my hands be the hands you hold onto. When you dream of me at night or when the sleep is restless I can bring you peace of mind. or when we aimlessly try to find ourselves before finding eachother we remind. \"All the time we weren\'t with one another was time to get ready for one another\".
for when you come back. I will be here. Waiting and loving you endlessly.