Wandering Soul

A wandering soul I seem to be

From time to time

I happen to see

The broken reflection of someone I knew

and I cant remember who



The broken reflection i have seen

A wandering soul behind a foggy screen

I long to reach out

To bring him near

but if I tried

He'd disapear



the glass that burned as if enflamed

pieced together

now the person's named

the glass is still cracked quite a bit

but i have the final piece that seems to fit



the wondering soul now comes so clear

the wondering soul looks so near

the wondering soul goes around the world

he doesn't know i stand right here



maybe this wondering soul

is not looking fo rme

but for someone else

i cannot see



i wish i could help

i wish i could be

the one that he loves

how i wish it was me



i reached out once more

trying to find the door

that opens the world

of the one i adore



i reached a litte further

i was not shone away

i climbed a little faster

i was not lead astray



when i entered the world

who other should i see

but the one that i love

staring back at me