Ever since way back, when I was small.
I had dreams of a woman, I knew not at all.
Try as I might, to catch a glimpse of her face.
The moment I awaken, all I saw would erase.
Every single night, as I arrive in my dreams.
She would show me that reality is not as it seems.
Her presence is not part of time and of space.
Outside of my dreams, I can find not a trace.
I look very closely at all those I meet.
Even the people, I pass on the street.
Hoping to see her, or that she’ll find me.
Recognizing we make up, two parts of the three.
I see now that I am just farther along.
Waiting for her, to put words to my song.
Looking at time back from here to the past.
She’s always with me, like a shadow I cast.
Stop worrying about things, that you know to be true.
The secret behind why, we are split up in two.