If lost, the things I hold most dear,
these minutes, hours, months and years
that helter skelter through my mind
swim intertwined with all I am,
and without which I could not be.
Still I would cling to hope and faith
that were we ripped from life and love
that in that place of darkest loss
not knowing where or when or why
I would reach out and find you there
and once again sweet love would taste
and life renewed, new memories make
this destiny once more to live.