As I go my way
Someday it'll be over.
There will be nothing left to say.
Everything between us
will eventually fade away.
You'll go your way.
I will go mine.
I will go home
and pretend everything's fine.
Each day that passes
is a day closer to then.
We know that it's coming,
we're just not sure when.
So let's cherish these moments
and live in the now,
knowing we'll have to say goodbye,
although I'm not quite sure how.
I know that I'll cry,
and I won't want to go.
But maybe then you'll admit
all those things you wouldn't show.
Until that day comes
we'll continue our quest,
knowing full well
that it's all for the best.
Someday we'll be done,
and for you, I will pray,
that your memory won't fade
as I go my way.