And I know I have spent every life before this searching for you.
Not someone like you, but you, for your soul and mine must always come together.
It’s the possibility that keeps me going and though you may call me a dreamer or fool or any other thing, I believe that anything is possible.
I am nothing special; of this I am sure.
I am a common man with common thoughts, and I've led a common life.
There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten, but I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough.