It’s hard to let go
When you don’t know how
You’re afraid of what will be
You’re afraid of you and me
There’s a grace and art in doing it right
Like opening doors and walking in the light
If you do it well you might learn something new
About yourself or about me and you
I might fly back to you someday
You might need me
I’ll come running home
I might fly back to you someday
Wherever we are we’re never alone
Remember the harbour walks
the lighthouse red and autumn ice creams
We were together though nothing much was said
Over the waves crashing and the seabird screams
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