How do you know me?
Why do you look at me, with recognition in your eyes?
You speak to me
When you have nothing to say
You listen to me
With words I haven’t spoken
You touch my skin
With your ghostly fingers
You light my soul
With sadness in me
Why me?
Why do you look at me, with recognition in your eyes?
How do you know me, when you have never been alive...?