To the friends we leave and those who leave us. To the people we find and those who find us.
Meeting is the sweetest sorrow,
for what we have we may lose tomorrow.
Humans have such complicated hearts -
our love is fondest when we part.
Still as this parting's drawing near
I ask you that you do not fear.
If quick we grow to be the fastest friends
it will not matter if it ends.
We'll always have the memories -
the anecdotes and stories.
Come, hurry now so we can start
our journey to the day we part.
