lovely stranger

back to last spring

it felt like everything was beautiful

i met..someone that now is my lovely stranger

i knew him

i knew his heart when he couldn't

i knew his mind when he didn't

i knew his soul when he vanished

he was true,he is true

he was sincere,he is sincere

he was real,he is real

and..

there was a reason,there is a reason

it was spring..it is spring

falling leaves,cold air,dying lilies

it will always spring..always

because what is true,is eternal

lovely stranger,

we are strangers

but my heart whispers that we met before

our hearts