It's all right, I'll dream of every moment at the lake.
I'll save your pictures and your memories,
for old time's sake.
I'll walk where our ghosts have remained
To find you there, even though you're far away.
I'll wait for your smile, to ease my aching heart,
And cling to this dream, in which you're never very far.
Please save a spot for me, in your sleeping thoughts tonight.
You'll wake up and remember me, when morning bears its light.
It's difficult to know if we'll meet again,
But my poor heart rests assured, I'll always call you friend.