I was dreaming yet again,
I could tell by a look at my fingers,
You were walking down a hill,
While we crossed paths,
It was a time not close to the present.
I could tell by a look at my fingers,
But you looked not a day older.
You had spectacles on,
You had spectacles on,
The same as mine,
I stopped and turned,
You took a few steps,
Then turned around and smiled!
It was but a dream,
And it was when i woke up
To my room-mate's alarm tone,
Instead of him!
