Lost Together

He holds my hand.
We're lost in the crowd,
waiting for our favorite band
so we can lose ourselves in music.

He holds my hand.
We're lost in the stars,
hanging bright above the land
so we can lose ourselves in the moonlight.

He holds my hand.
We're lost in the waves
splashing our feet and wetting the sand
so we can lose ourselves in the sound.

He holds my hand.
We're lost in time
proving we're something grand
so we can lose ourselves together.





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