The space in-between you and me Will be bridged when the oceans start shrinking When two atoms collide they dissolve into flight You float to the tips of mountain tops To overlook nocturnes that I have sung The space in-between you and me Are the voices you can't perceive Two minds collide forge into flight You need wings to fly You float to the tips of mountain tops To overlook nocturnes that I have sung We all have different hands With different pales prints We can still build bridges We all have different hands Not all of us can win can't e be content?