That we were strangers once
Is deeply strange to think.
Weren’t you always there?
I say I saw you in the blink.

You somehow never doubted
The impossible parts of me,
Which makes me strangely wonder
How I could ever be
When those bits were not believed.

Maybe you made me real.
Might be a steep climb to fulfill
But I’d bury my heart in that hill.

One way or another
Now that I’m here
I believe in you
Even though I fear
You may be a ghost
Or even worse a mirror.