With words I thought I'd never speak

In the end, all we really are is dust in the wind,
Every Mile we walked will count for nothing.
Far away Into the sky, is that where we will fly?
Will our deeds Stay in memory?
Or will they fade into Space? The endless darkness of it all...

Yesterday I dreamed of the stars in the sky.
Today, Outside they lay, reminding me of you.
And here, Underneath the blanket of the night sky,
I long to hold your hand... To hear the words I
never thought i'd hear.