Someday somewhere after the rain stops,
Under that giant tree, next to those coffee shops.
In a sunny land where the sun is gone,
Alone a moon, longs for the dawn.
Maybe the horizon will have gotten too small,
Maybe we won't meet in that dreamy autumn's fall.
Maybe I'll find you in the midst of snow,
And you won't be the same, but still I'll know,
Maybe you'll have different eyes,
Maybe you won't remember our warm goodbye's
Maybe moss is your favourite shade of green,
And in your brightest memories, I'm nowhere to be seen.
When I'm staring awake in a sleepless night,
When the lonely moon is my only light,
Maybe you are running around in eternal days.
Then how will I find you in the endless space?
Will the dandelions lead me astray?
From a bleak December to a warm pink May?
Also tell me, what if I become everything you hate?
What if you are tired of waiting and I'm just too late?
And what if I'm not the one you knew?
What if the heart I have isn't the one I gave you?
Tell me, tell me what will happen then?
All I know is, we'll meet again.