I would have showed you the world as it was in my dreams
I would have dropped everything
And for those nights when we wept for the moon
I would have died for the spring
I found myself at the roots of the elms, singing songs to the birds
And wishing this day would never end

But it did
These dreams came cascading down in a stream of fond memories and lost hope And at the end of it all

At the end of it all is only a teardrop to remember you by
A keepsake from the birds
An elegy for what we could have shared

These words will last forever
I'll dream our memories away just to make you feel something for me again
These words will last forever
I'll dream our memories away just to make you hurt
Just to make you feel my pain

There is a warmth from the earth
And the touch of my fingertips are like droplets, making ripples on the surface

I cherish the moment my heart sank to the floor of the ocean
We could have been so much more
We could have laughed, and cried, and dreamed our nights away
So much more, so much more

I'll keep singing songs to the birds until you return
And for every time I lost myself there is a warmth from the earth
And the touch of my fingertips are like droplets, making ripples on the surface

At the end of it all is only a teardrop to remember you by
A keepsake from the birds, an elegy for what we could have shared

These words will last forever
I'll dream our memories away just to make you feel something for me again
These words will last forever
I'll dream our memories away just to make you hurt
Just to make you feel my pain