the last time

come and take my hand
we have but a day to deal with
it's no ordinary friday
cause we'll be leaving soon
how time flies
we will be flying high
but we'll be flying alone
without the ones we hold dear
come and take my hand
there is no hidden agenda here
just you and me in a world
that we will journey separately
come and wrap around your arms
as we dance our tears away
in flashes of light
and the flight of sounds
we could still be together
although this is the last day
we WILL be together
and I'll be with you