Lyrics: Miles Laroque
Music: Miles Laroque
You held my hand like you'd forget A love not right, not ready yet we both had plans we both had time but fate had other rhyme A love meant for later, not today Too soon to stay, too sweet to stray we bowed before the story grew and hoped we'd meet anew Movement for later, not today Too soon too stay Too sweet, too straight we bow before the story grew.