I look in the mirror, to find myself I see a reflection but it’s not me... I turn right I see a glimpse I turn left it’s you on me...
I stretch my hand, for that mere touch Like old times you close to me... My fingers running through you... Wet hair on my skin, feel a rose to me.
Recall blue sky, white doves, you and I When I’d do anything for that one look on your eye, The first time we met, you took the seat next to me... I remember each look, each word as text to me.
But like a flash, time passed by... Season’s change, so did you, so did I Now I am lost here, I need your hand... I miss you and I am afraid of what I don’t understand
