My hands know what it's like to clasp yours 

And they can't forget even if my mind does

My hands told my dreams what to say this time

And I don't want to wake up

Spring is gone and these dreams are but a flame 

And my joy slips away, in not knowing what's to come

But I feel in my heart, this distance is for the best

We may only have to wait now

You are who you are in the moments when we reach

And I can't always bridge the expanse 

Let's go to the west before we see the rest

I'll wait for you within miles, within days.