I met a man one cold winter day

He spoke to me in an unfamiliar way

He was so humble -- I grew hopeful

I was just waiting on this man to make it vocal

He did but what I heard didn't convey

Any similarity to what I thought he would say

Yet I continued to hope as he faded away

Reality on my dreams did then prey

And now I can’t get him out of my mind

I’m anxious and worried all of the time

I can’t loosen this grip on my heart

Whatever remains will soon fall apart