A Promise

A friend to you, I will be true
as grass is green and skies are blue.
And when the day turns into night,
our minds are free, our dreams take flight.
We fly through woods among the trees
and over sparkling moonlit seas.

And when but emptiness is found,
I'll take you back to solid ground.
And when there's no more ground at all,
I'll come to catch you when you fall.
With understanding, not disdain,
we have and always will remain.