This world; it doesn't know the love we share and the way we care. It is unknown of the magic that, gets underway. The world is known, for the heartless seperations, it made. Sometimes, I ask myself, "Will our love survive or will it fade?" I cry, I let my tears dry, all by themselve. This heart, it aches, I let it soothe, all by itself. Somewhere, I know, I know, that the world may take us miles apart, But, You'll be there, You'll live, in that part of my heart, In the part, which no one has ever come by, And one never can; Always and forever.