I'll stay awake for you.
The dream we leave will drift to sea,
if we wait here.
I'm scared to dive in, but I believe
we can find it in ourselves.
Side by side through everything,
so we won't get cold.
Existing in forever, and never getting old.
The beauty of tonight
turns into stories that we tell.
When they empty the ocean,
we'll still be holding hands.
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