What if the reflection of my thoughts
Came back at me, live and unbelievable?
You set free from the chains that separate us
Me with you, at last.
Close.
Near.
Dear.
What tremendous sweep of imagination could reflect
Mirror like alive? Come back to me sweet ricochet,
For a while it may well be
For I do know that all thoughts and their reflections
Are just fleeting by.
Here.
Together.
One.
Why don't you?
Ricochet
Onto
Me
Came back at me, live and unbelievable?
You set free from the chains that separate us
Me with you, at last.
Close.
Near.
Dear.
What tremendous sweep of imagination could reflect
Mirror like alive? Come back to me sweet ricochet,
For a while it may well be
For I do know that all thoughts and their reflections
Are just fleeting by.
Here.
Together.
One.
Why don't you?
Ricochet
Onto
Me
