I keep thinking that someday we'll meet again
hopefully by then we've grown tired to pretend
hopefully we'll know what each of us is thinking
hopefully we'll realise what we have been missing
sometimes I think that we were meant to be
but timing and people got the better of me
I was never brave to go in alone
I thought it was all better being on your own
soon enough I'll get older and you will too
and this letter would reach you on a summer noon
maybe a life was made for us somewhere away from home
but we were never strong enough to go in, face the unknown.
hopefully by then we've grown tired to pretend
hopefully we'll know what each of us is thinking
hopefully we'll realise what we have been missing
sometimes I think that we were meant to be
but timing and people got the better of me
I was never brave to go in alone
I thought it was all better being on your own
soon enough I'll get older and you will too
and this letter would reach you on a summer noon
maybe a life was made for us somewhere away from home
but we were never strong enough to go in, face the unknown.
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