our hope flies as our hearts rise above deciding to reach for the sky or let em clash and make "love" crying appears out of the mirror reflection you look beside and see me hold your hand as if we had that connection that lovers do. i wait along the telephone waiting for a call from home which i would consider you home to me when i need to as our hearts rise above deciding to reach for the sky or let em clash and make "love" i'll be there if you let me i can clear your eyes that were once blocked to see i can show you i can, oh yes i can as you showed me that there is something that exists.