Meet me
Meet me,
See me,
Hear me speak.
I am proud, I am not meek.
I sing a song that one can hear,
One that loves me, but is not near.
I do not know their name or face,
Nor where to find them, this is the case.
All I know is that they live in my dreams.
All I know is that Fate always schemes
Against me, you elude me everyday,
And haunt my dreams, yet disappear when it becomes day.
I don't know if you dream about me too,
I know that one day my dreams will come true.
And one day you'll be
Finally somwhere to meet me.
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