She does not know

By: Tsunami

When I see her from here, my heart aches.

The man who helped me, now poses as me.

I see her scales, so blue, and smooth.

I see my body, invaded.

She thinks she sees me, but does not know.

He trys to help, but breaks my heart.

I feel so close, that I could touch her.

But I am so far, that I cannot.

I hear her voice, so clear, and sweet.

I hear his ocarina, it heals my soul.

My soul is healed, but my body lives.

And she does not know, that it's not really me.