For a second time

I never thought we'd meet again
Never hoped for it since then
Within seven years I've avoided prior fears

I never forgot your shiny smile
Thought of it more than once in a while
Within seven years I have wasted many tears

What will be my part in the life you're living now
Is it a new start when you demand a future vow

For a second time you are just an unknown land
Claiming to be prime, hope not to misunderstand
For a second time I'm begging for some certainty
That I'm not a mime in the play arranged by thee, my love

I never really called you mine
As it was so hard to define
Within seven years I've enlarged my own frontiers

What will be my part ...

For a second time ...

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