Let it be this path between us shares 
A familiar softness, filled with cares 
Born out of that skipping stone 
That we had thrown and the wind had blown

Intermittent but unflinching across the lake 

We're in the air now, say that it is true 
That's where this distance I feel from you 
Hails from, falls like icy stares 
That don't seem burdened by repairs 

The fixes we need to undertake 

We'll touch back down, path re-charted 
And I'll fell so silly for feeling parted 
From the one I sail with, fly with 
Hopping along with all we've to give 

Still there's a worry I can't shake 

That in this stepping stone commitment 
Forgiveness became our main equipment 
Rather than a heart of love 
Our symbol is the peaceful dove 

So scared are we for war to break. 

How many chances do I have left? 
How many do you? 
How many skips holds the skipping stone 
That one that we had thrown askew? 

Has it already drowned?