How long should I hold to the hope that I'm still in your heart?
When should I concede that the best of my years we're apart
From you?

I'd swim half an ocean to see how it feels in your arms
I read into every reflection I pass for the part
From you

And I will look for you
'Til they put us both back in the ground
And I will call for you

Would you recognize the young boy that you kept for a day?
I wonder how much regret that they kept me away
From you

And I will look for you
'Til they put us both back in the ground
And I will call for you
Until my throat cannot make a sound 

And I will look for you
'Til they put us both back in the ground
And I will call for you