Thought of you waiting outside Peering through a sea of white lines I'll dream of you every Moon till I die I wish I knew I could let you go But you grew inside my room And uproot all that I'll do And I'll dream, I'll dream of you till I die Every Moon and every noon till the end My best friend, how long will it go if I can't let you go? What's left if I won't be with you? Whatever place you go, however far, just know that I will come find you