when i see you smile

It feels like a dream.
A verse in a chapter
A paragraph in a novel
and it was you.

In my memory there's a bridge
amongst the cloud
and there he is
standing in the middle
striding towards
to the journey where he came from

and he took a step back
to where he was
and there he stood
with a smile

he wondered what's next
and hesitated a while
and a little more
and next it came

he closed his eyes
and a peck came
all's still good
and definitely aint lost

In my memory there's a bridge
that came before the old Town
and im right on it
even till now.