I sit and reflect of what could be;
in a quandry about what is to be of you and me
Sitting and reflecting if it can ever be;
that special something- so wonderful, so free
The vision of two moving, so right;
the becoming of one somewhere in the night
Then, too, soon dawn does break
the dream must fade and, too, I must wake
Reflecting on that special something- so wonderful, so free
wondering if it will ever be
From the velvety night you are like a star
We two, so close and yet so far
Something to gaze & behold
yet, never being able to hold
My reflections are filled by you in each and every way
But with empty arms... hoping it can be one day
in a quandry about what is to be of you and me
Sitting and reflecting if it can ever be;
that special something- so wonderful, so free
The vision of two moving, so right;
the becoming of one somewhere in the night
Then, too, soon dawn does break
the dream must fade and, too, I must wake
Reflecting on that special something- so wonderful, so free
wondering if it will ever be
From the velvety night you are like a star
We two, so close and yet so far
Something to gaze & behold
yet, never being able to hold
My reflections are filled by you in each and every way
But with empty arms... hoping it can be one day
