Longing
I always knew I'd never see
The real you, the real us.
At night, I am haunted
By visions of what...might have been
Visions of what... I know I'll never know
Visions of a face I know I'll never see
Yes...you stalk my dreams
You wander through my thoughts as I try to sleep
In the middle of the night I awaken
With your name in my heart, on my lips,
Pounding through my head.
Like a curious child, I touched the flame
Just to see if it would burn me
Or offer me warmth and comfort
And, yes, my love, it burned...
But, in the way you haunt, me
I have the afterglow to keep me warm
I always knew, you'd never let me see your face
And what lies behind the mask
I always knew you were nothing but a vision
I always knew I'd never see the real you.
And still, I'm haunted by what we...by who you...might have been
If you had been real.