I was running across the fields with the wind in my hair,
Lying on the grass and counting the stars,
I was picking the shells digging my toes in the sand,
Picking up the bits and pieces of my life, looking at myself
In the shattered pieces of mirror on the floor
Looking for love in an empty urn, believing all is well
Holding on.......holding on......
Lost in thought lost in time
While the world turned around and time did fly,
With all the things you said and did, running in my head,
This irresistible tug I felt at my heart
Through our silence we found our way
Through the memories which never existed
I took a celestial ride through our hush
Its time to take your hand and ride the waves
Waves of unending affection to the vault of heaven
Holding on..... holding on..........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.