I'm in your bag

this strange, this cold embrace
in this farewell
we don't give the tone to sadness
we don't give it up
we don't say, we don't shout
or scream out loud
we just look, as we said in that old new song
that old new song

in this trip, there's no secret
there's no right path
it's you and me, a book and a pen
and a careless map
imagine the roads imagine the hopes
that we still wait for
we still wait for you

for longer i won't see your face
but i hope someday
you can show me the light on your eyes

the battles we're in, the wars we don't win
the tears we cried
the words we don't say, the words we don't write
won't blow away

put me in your bag, i'm in your bag
i'll follow you
i'll be your steps, we are the maps
that are guiding you
we're guiding you

for longer i won't see your face
but i hope someday
you can show me the light on your eyes

soon enough you will see my face
and then, everyday
you know, i will light up your sky