it's early afternoon,
at the wheat fields down by the road,
with the ocean breeze,
the smell of spring.

now we're here alone.
two of us, no one else,
now we're here, let's embrace it.

we're running!
through the yesterdays of time,
through all memories divine,
all along the way,
warm hands realize that somethings special here.

we're running!
running!
now our fears don't hold truth,
and past pains oh we'll lose,
all along the way,
warm hands realize that somethings special here.

so don't say tomorrow,
i'm right here,
just think of all,
we could be.