The wind like a heart swam in the accumulated words
The clouds a voice that was shot into the holding future

Tidus gently stroked the face of his beloved Yuna. She was like the wind, his beloved wind. She swam through the accumulated words of love. He thought of himself like clouds. He was shot into the holding future. That future was what brought them together.

The moon a shaking heart in an unsteady mirror
The stars gentle tears in an overflowing stream

She was his beloved moon, Yuna. He told her that all the time and would continue to. He looked into the night sky, the stars reminded him of her tears. He never wanted to make her cry again. No, he couldn't make her cry anymore.

Isn't it beautiful
To walk together in each other's hands

It was time to head back to their home, the little hut back in the village. Tidus grabbed Yuna's precious, beautiful, and graceful hand. It was times like these that he wished he had his boat like home back in Zanarkand. It would seem so perfect so they didn't have to leave that beautiful beach.

I do so want to go
To your city, your house, into your arms

Besaid was quiet that night as they walked through it. With his normal playful smile, he put his fingers to his lips as a signal to be quiet as they walked. Before crossing the threshold of their home, he picked her up. Nothing said I love you like holding the one you love in your arms.

That heart held within your body
In those confusing nights I dream

Tidus awakened with tears swelling in his eyes. Yuna was not in that strange world with him, holding onto him. He longed to hear the beating that came from her heart within her chest. Alas he could not. That made everything much worse to him and his own heart.

The wind, it's halting words are a gentle illusion
The clouds the broken future like a distant voice

Yuna stood on the beach of Besaid after a fierce storm. The wind seemed to carry Tidus's halting last words. The clouds showed a broken future of them to go with his distant voice. Right now all she really, truly wanted was him.

The moon a heart flowing in a clouded mirror
The stars broken and swaying like tears unable to be hidden

The moon reminded her of her heart. It flowed in a clouded mirror waiting for him to cleanse it completely. The stars were her tears as they were unable to be hidden as they were broken and swaying. Everything returned back to the one she loved...her most precious, beautiful Tidus.

Isn't it beautiful
To walk together in each other's hands

Her mind went to Macalania Woods, the place where they shared their first and last kiss. They had held hands as they walked back to the campground where the others were waiting. It seemed so beautiful to her. And it always would be because it was with Tidus.

I do so want to go
To your city, your house, in your arms

She longed to be with him. The days of speaking about going to Zanarkand and his house for a party with him was now gone forever. She couldn't go there even though she truly wished she could. But right now his arms sounded like the most inviting thing in the entire world.

That face, a soft touch
Dissolving into the morning I dream

That night she would dream of his beautiful face. That night she would feel his soft and wonderful touch. It would all dissolve in the morning. Yuna would cry forever for her sweet dream.