arm in arm gazing into diamond light
the pitch-black night is crowded with stars
hand in hand climbing up the highest hill
to get the bird's-eye view of where we've been
like phases of the moon gone and back again
spreading out the maps and tracing every turn
we took side by side
sometimes i lose a day
without a trace
a veil of shadows falls around my face
my vision fades but i see you as you walk away
i see you clearly as i walk away
