They say we all live life for the first time. But what if I knew you in my previous one, And even in a different universe, you’d never be mine? Because even in a different universe, my head finds my heart to be wrong?
Maybe, in your next life in this world, You walk right past me on the street, Your prayers of the previous ones are heard, And you will never regret as we will never meet.
Maybe your next life will be, Just the way you desperately try to shape it now. And if this is what you really hope to see, Then I hope it will work out somehow.