We started out as strangers! Like all relationships.
We were suppose to meet for coffee, and never meet again...
Instead you stuck around
Me busy with my struggle and you busy on your own little planet. Two different era's, different lives, different places.
But around every corner I seem to bump into you stranger. Over my shoulder I always see you coming. In the corner of my eye I see you straight ahead.
Stranger our path would cross. It felt like destiny, dajavu...
I've known you all my life, yet I don't know you at all stranger, I can't guess your next move and you can't tell mine.
It seems we still have a road ahead. You on your side and me on mine
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