maybe

Maybe in some other life, or in a dream, or we crossed path on the streets, but I know it, that bit of crystel in your eyes is much too familiar to me.
I find comfort in your arms, we have just met but I do, I find warmth in your smile, I have just seen it but I do.

I find an unfamiliar expectance in your embrace, and I find a much needed spot of light.
Maybe I have seen your face in my mothers womb, maybe I have been told to serch for you, maybe thas what love at first sight is, maybe that’s what we should all do.

Or maybe non of this is true.