If love could stretch beyond the night,
I’d hold you close and make it right.
If time would let me steal a day,
I’d press rewind, I’d beg to stay.

For love was never meant to end,
Not hearts that beat, not hands that bend.
Yet here we stand, on time’s cruel shore,
Still aching, still longing for more.

And if by fate, or whispered prayer,
We meet again beyond despair,
I’d ask for nothing but a chance,
One more forever, one last dance.