[ ode to her ]

"How Will I Know?"
Cousteau

You could be anywhere
A passerby might
Capture my eye unaware

You could be anyone
But how will i know
When my time has come?

'cos in the middle of the day
Or in the middle of the night
How will i know if it's you
How will i know it's right

And if it all comes down to me
To go walking up to you
There's one million little things
That i'm more likely to do

I kinda know you're there
A lifetime's knowing
A life's undergoing unawares

You could be anyone
But how will i know
If my time has come?