In the moonlit forest he waits
And his true love shall awake from her dreams...

To be a poet means more to me,
Than I fear you will ever know...

Everyday she looks in the mirror
The reflection she greets in shame...

How can our love transcend time and space
When more than that keeps us apart...

I stare out my window, expecting to see something...
The ceiling fan above my head whirrs like a vortex...

We are like the tide
You the moon and I the sea...

Like rain cutting through dust
Softly with echoes of old innocence...

There are days when I imagine my life in parallel
You softly writing at your desk and I at the piano...

There once was a star in my sky
That burned brightest in the night...

I'd never break your heart
not even for a moment...

I've got a cheating conscience
Every age of myself is alive within me...

Do you still look up and listen
In the night for me...