Foreign Sound. Song

In the halls of an old school building Two young hearts would quietly stare Different words upon their tongues But the same spring in the air He would smile, she’d look away And the moment disappeared Two young souls stood side by side But silence won for many years She spoke one world, he spoke another Dreams were lost in foreign sound They were close enough to touch Yet too far to be found Life kept pulling them apart Like rivers to the sea But somewhere deep inside their hearts Stayed what could not be Years rolled on through work and families Cities changed and seasons flew Silver covered both their heads But old feelings still stayed true Then one day they met again And time just stepped aside Now at last they understood The words they held inside He lived far beyond the distance Still he came when he was able People whispered in the shadows Around the streets and tables Some would judge and shake their heads Some would smile and understand But they stopped listening to the noise And simply held each other’s hands Days became years, years became memories Winter standing at the door Every time they said goodbye They knew nothing anymore Would they meet another spring Or lose what they had found? Still they chose to love at last Before the final sundown Now he’s well beyond his eighties And every visit means the world No more frightened hearts in silence No more lonely boys and girls Late love burns with steady fire Gentle, brave, and bright They never turned away from happiness Even at the edge of night