Tell me, do you believe that soulmates exist?
I could almost guess that you don't know if you do

Because I would feel the same way too.

Could God really have taken all the lovely things
Made it into a passion and built it into two separate beings?

I was a girl with a treasure map
Filled with self-made marks of the treasures that I'd find
You came along with your own atlas, when our worlds collided
And our worlds aligned

How strange it is to not feel like a complete stranger
Whenever I'm with you.