Water vapors , bubbles and dew
All stranded for an instance and nothing moves
Till a streak of sunlight melts it through
Lets keep this little secret inside our pockets
Till we become young again..
Running on hill tops and flying paper rockets
We see messages inside a bottle lying on the sea-side
All days we ran towards it , so much we tried
Till a wave crossed it over and took it back
We keep this little secret stored inside our memories
Till we become old again
And all hopes so old that wishes become debris
They fly towards the Antarctic to escape the summers
As all the chirps slowly fade away into whispers
Till the maple leaves carpet the path we walk on
You and I will sit and look at the seasons change
But all that's long been said and done before
I just wish that we were something more..
I just wish that we were something more..
