When I see you again...
It was you
down that road through the fog
in the early morning light,
it was you in the distance and on my mind.
You are the reason I explore this land
the reason my hand has slipped out of every other hand.
It was you in the mist
you in a dream
you in a thought or a memory.
You in a hope
you in a wish
you I desire
you that I miss.
And I looked down the tracks as far as my eyes would take me,
through trees, beyond the morning fog, into the skies and on beyond...
Because I knew one day I would see you again and be sure ... That It was you.
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