Wednesday, April 04, 2007, it's 10:55 PM.
Could it be that I once saw youIn a dream as old as timeAnd could it be the arms holding you were really mine the whole time?
Could you have been my one and onlyThe reason I woke each new day,
The one thing I always needed
The one for whom I use to pray? Could it be that I had found you after looking my entire life?
Could it be that I had promised that one day I'd be your wife?
Could it be that I still love you and once again I'll find that you're not just a memory, only to be viewed in my mind?
Could it be, oh Lord I pray,Just one thing I ask of you if you're out there waiting
You'll try to find me too?