
There’s something at work here
That I don’t understand
None of this was planned
It’s like two souls calling to meet.
But what if that’s just me?
What if it’s just my soul
Yelling out into the distance for someone to hold
Yours is deaf, unhearing
Or perhaps it listened, but it’s just not caring.
I feel electricity, everything moves so fast
When we speak this huge universe seems less vast
It must be a small world
Or how can I make sense of it all?
How do I explain this feeling?
It was so easy to fall
In a small world coincidence could be a thing.
But out of everyone I had the chance to meet
What does the universe do?
It sends me to you
It splits my heart in to two.
Because at times I’m so certain of a connection
Yet I’m also so afraid of rejection
So, to the man
Who was never in my plan
My soul is calling, answer if you can.


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