While we may never kiss,
And I doubt we’ll ever make love,
Let us still make eyes at each other,
Until they fall out of our heads and into our laps,
Where they’ll sit until eternity,
When our minds stop working and all that’s left is black.
But it’ll be a black that reminds me of nighttime,
On a beach with you years ago,
With no stars and no moon,
And the waves lapping against the shore.
I cannot see you and I cannot hear you,
But I know that your there.
And if that’s what forever is,
Then I think it’s going to be okay.