• When a new day has began,
    I will be waiting.

    Now... what may I be?
    A sinner, a saint.
    A figment of yours or someone's imagination?
    Do you know,... does any know?

    But what about you?

    When I walk into you on the side of the road,
    or run into you at a concert,
    is it really you?

    It could be someone LIKE you,
    but since I don't say a word to you,
    are you really there? Am I?