I knew you once.
I knew you a long time ago, just a mist behind the trees.
Just that idea out of the window I used to gaze for.
I knew you.
I always have.
I know you now.
I know you more than anything, it wasn't just a mist.
It wasn't a phantom idea I used to gaze at.
It was you.
I knew you once.
I have always seen you.
I never knew it was you.
I knew you just as an idea.
But now.
It was you.
I know it was you who I knew all along.