I saw you yesterday, oh yes, I did
Smiling so young, so vibrant, and yet I hid
It would be a storm, if only it could hit
It would be a snake in my chest, if only it could hiss.
Holding out your small hand to his face
Tapping your fingers, leaving a trace
His eyes followed, like waterfalls trying to win a race
I\'d win if only was there, what a waste.
Years of loving you, yet you leave them to hang from your neck
That very same swan bridge that would tremble with a peck
Small from my lips and instantly you\'d be swept
Onto this shoulders, now damp, with how much for you I\'ve wept.
Why must you leave me, to fend myself from this darkness
I shake, like a child admitted with a chart of madness
A lone mane with mindness absent, should not have to accompany sadness
But the crimson sundown that once, had promised him all brightness.
Have you stolen her away, with promises of worlds to see?
I\'ve shown her the universe, what could she earn from thee?
Perhaps I\'ll forget her once more, forget who we\'ve come to be?
Yet why you, my forgotten reflection? Why, you\'ve stolen her from me?