Departures - 1994 lyrics

I drew a line in the wet sand Then watched the smoke rise in the distance Listening to time standing still The birds in the air Sing the songs of my childhood Listening to time standing still The grey smoke rises It carries my thoughts with it into the air My childhood carried on the breeze The smell of the fire Makes me long to see your face It's moments like this where I think I'll forget you I long for the scraped knees I long for your kind face Lifting me up out the sand The comfort of your hands It's all lost to the fire We're all just carried in the smoke You were lost to the fire Take my hand I'm still finding it hard to understand you're not here But I can still feel you next to me Oh please take my hand I'm still finding it hard to understand You're not here d**h touches us, from the moment we begin to love I dream you take my hand And I swear I can hear your voice Carried on the breeze And when we're both lost to the fire At least we'll be lost together