Sometimes I see you in my dreams
And I think of high nights and failed schemes
Sometimes I glimpse the future of your embrace
And I wonder if you are subject to peace and grace
Sometimes I pass you by in the streets unknown
And I reflect on what should we have to own
Sometimes I happen on you on pavements afar
And I consider if our fate is tied on a single star
Sometimes I trek back to where it all started
And I suppose you know well how we ended
Sometimes I see you in my dreams the same
And I wonder—is there a truth to your name?