maybe we were together in another life
maybe we are together in a parallel universe
maybe our paths are not supposed to cross twice
maybe your arms not supposed to go around me
i hear about you now and then
i wonder where you are and how you feel
sometimes i walk by and i look up to your balcony
just to make sure that you were real
just to make sure that i can still feel you
when i see you again
as i always do
it appears to me that
destiny rules
that the spirits are ruthless with the paths they choose
it's not being together
it's just following the rules
no one's a fool
six weeks in a foreign country how the time flew
i didn't speak the language but somehow i knew
that that would be the only time that we could be alone and foolish
we said we'd never come home... |