Hand in hand,
In this mad world,
We are destined to walk.
Our minds are delicate,
Our hearts are soft,
Our eyes are searching for beauty.
Our dreams maybe broken,
Our spirits may be low,
But our bond has been strengthened.
Whatever be lost,
Whatever be gained,
It all comes to naught.
Money may come,
Comforts may go,
But I know you will be there.
For my searching eyes,
And hesitant stride,
You will always be my home
