| Somewhere across these oceans |
| of loneliness and solitude |
| reside the happiness and mirth |
| in worlds where I'm with you. |
| But those worlds are gone- |
| both Future and Past. |
| That future's no more |
| and that past didn't last. |
| Yet I'll still travel there |
| carried by my memories |
| of ex-future and the ex-past; |
| those worlds with you with me. |
| Yet here I am now |
| and here you are not |
| And I've only memories |
| since you I have lost. |