What happens to a heart when love breaks?
Does it fade into a shadow of remorse, when it aches?
Or can it fly to the sky like a bird,
Lighter then ever, stronger too
Oh I think a heart always learns to come through.

We were like children lost in our own dream
We never knew love's a garden and hard to grow
We thought the magic would lead us upstream
But we fell, it's not our fault, it's how currents flow

Even though it's hard to know you are leaving this picture
You remain another memory of summer when we loved
Even though winter cold feels warm
Shining with light from all I kept inside from you
That is how the heart can live on an on