All…. We’ve ever done, We’ve ever called our own Is gone… This lone-ly place is all we’ll ever know Long-ing somewhere far from home I’ll need your hand to hold Will… We find a place, To hold us till we’re done? We’re on, Pick up the pace until the so-lace comes Long-ing somewhere far from home I’ll need your hand to hold! Tell me a-gain, it’s not the end Let us pretend……… Pearl: Sometimes…. Pearl: I wonder if she can see me through your eyes… Pearl: *Sigh* What would she think of me now..? Steven: *Hug* Well,… Steven: I think you’re pretty great.