Sitting on the beach, I can smell the sea. But I can't smell you.
Feels like I've been here before.
Sitting in the sun, I can feel the heat. But not coming from you.
Feels like I've been here before.
Sitting by the trees, I can see the fruit. But I can hardly see you.
Feels like I've been here before.
Sitting beneath the sky, I can count the stars. But not the ones in your eyes.
Feels like I've been here before.
Sitting in the twilight, I can tell who you are. But I don't know you.
Feels like I've been here before.
Sitting in the wind, I can feel it in my hair. But it doesn't ruffle yours.
Feels like I've been here before.
Sitting in the past, I can tell the future. But it doesn't contain you.
Feels like I've been here before.
Sitting here with you, I can feel reality. But it turns you into someone else.
Then I realise: I have been here before.