Speeding South

It was speeding to the South
and we thought it was the end.
What a beautiful sight to behold
holding your hand;
The end of our world.

We were frightened to death,
looking for each other's eyes,
feeling safe.

I couldn't think of anyone
better than you
to share such a moment with.

And if I have to leave,
I want to go with you.
Pure strength, don't lose your wings.
I won't fly without you.