Is there anything like
the world we built
with reckless passion
free from guilt

When you believed
in the power we
found beneath
a willow tree

Is there any fault
in hearts that bend
and wrap arms tight
though they may pretend

Where we stood
on hills of sand
until our souls
could understand

Is there any chance
the two of us
can find the choices
we once lost

and climb a mountain
and find the way
to break these burdens
and claim today