Yes, our partings have progressed to become br Sorrowed but sweet. br br Trusting tomorrow, reluctantly we br Tear, discreetly br Away, obeying no impulse to stay. br br Holding back beats br Of incredible passion, our hearts now br Part, retreating br With hope that Fate soon discloses some way br Of completing br Destiny's call. Our yearnings, now braided br Round sorrow's feet br Can then seat themselves at Heaven's sweet door. br br Then meetings br Can flourish fulfilled, - replete forevermore.